Unfinished
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I peeled my eyes open in the middle of the night. It was dark and the rain outside is pouring hard. I hurried to my open windows to shut them close before the rain and wind wet anything else inside my room. After closing them, I realized how hot and sweaty it is so I crank open one window on the left side of my room a little bit to get some cold air in.
I got rid of my sweater so I am only in a white tank top. I sat on the bed and stared at my wall and I feel myself dissociate.
'Oh, baby do you know what that's worth? Oh heaven is a place on earth'
My phone goes off breaking my staring contest with the wall that I am sure I was winning. Taking my phone from beside the bed, the call was from Annie, one of my roommates.
"Hey, Annie? you ok?"
'something is inside'
"What? Did you call Kyle first?"
'Yes, but he's not answering the phone. Oh my God it's moving'
"What did you do!?"
'I don't know! I am clutching the rules in my hand but it didn't say anything about Mr. Shit face on my wall'
I started to pace around to assess the situation, I also got my paper of rules to follow and read them thoroughly, reciting them in my head before putting them in my short pocket and then getting my gun next.
"Hold on, Ann. I am going in there. DON'T HANG UP!"
I walked towards the door and touched the handle. "FUCKER!" I shouted and quickly retracted my hand. The handle was literally hot. I grabbed my sweater on the bed and placed it on the handle. I didn't even got the door halfway open when these pure white slimy hands grabbed my ankles.
"goddamn it" I cursed as i try to shrug them off. They came from beneath the bed, they're extremely veiny and slimy but they're white. Not even skin color white but just pure crayola white.