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Wham! Wham!! Wham!!!
With every whip she shuddered, her mother told her not to come out of the closet, but she couldn't take it anymore.
She knew if HE saw her she would regret it. But she just had to know the fate of her mother!

She took caution to slightly open the door without any noise, stepped out of the closet. Tiptoed towards the door of the room, turned the door knob; it made a little creak noise, she peeped through the small opening, saw a shadow.

Could that be her HIS or her mom's? She asked herself. She quietly pushed the door open again; it creaked a little, but this time the sound stopped. She saw a shadow turn and walk towards the sound.

She closed her eyes, tried to hold her breath, and hoped that it wasn't HIM coming towards her.
A minute passed, and as she opened her eyes, wham! was the last thing she heard as she slowly fell to the floor; deep down her soul she heard a voice saying 'You should have stayed in the closet'

With love, theInspiredCutiee 😘

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