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Pelle, 41 år, Örebro
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she....

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She won't stop staring at me. I see her floating ever so lightly, she is
slightly lightened up by my nightlight, but she prefers the dark parts of my
room. Her hair floats at if she was underwater, the smell of burning paper,..
her face.....her face is so--OH! She disappeared?!?! She usually always watches
me when I try to sleep. I tell her all about my day, and her pale eyes always
understand me. I will look around, she has to be close. I need to turn my fan
off, her breathing is how I know where she is....hmm...silence....

THERE SHE IS! Why is she in the closet? She is so silly. I think she wants me to
come in? Her long fingers are pointing at me..... She seems upset.... I did bring
a friend over in my room for the first time today. She has been watching me ever
since I moved into this place with my mom. She has been so nice to me. But she
never acted like this before. I look her in the eyes.... Why is she making at
face. She is coming towards me, she never does this ever. What did I do???
If I scream, maybe my mom will come in. The floating lady always goes away when
mom comes in. MOM!!!, MO--she has my mouth closed with her cold hand. her eyes
are filled with anger....I am not okay, I need to leave now. I try to get up but
she holds me in place..Why is she doing this??!! I can't scream, SHE IS DRAGGING
ME TO THE CLOSET. MOM HELP. SOMEONE. I FEEL SICK. AM I GOING TO DIE? Ouch. I get
thrown into the closet. The wind knocks out of me. The door shuts.

I try to open it, but it won't budge..... It's all black in here. I am alone I
started feeling a paralyzing fear. I need my mom in here now. I scream for her.
MOM!! MOM HELP! I hear her bust in. Yes, please let this be over. MOM I AM IN
HERE!! I hear her walk towards the door it opens. The floating lady is there.
She looks so mad. I can't do anything, I feel stuck. i hear footsteps and look
over to see mom. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING"? she yells. Dumbfounded, the floating lady
disappears. IT WAS THE FLOATING LADY MOM! SHE TRIED TO HURT ME! I HATE HER!!
I stepped out of the closet. My mom looked concerned and frustrated. A familiar
look. "It's okay baby" she said softly "she's gone" I gave her a hug. Feeling
relaxed. As I am hugging her, I look out through my bedroom door into the
bathroom mirror.... The floating lady's eyes are wide open. Full of rage. The
bathroom door slowly shuts...

MOM LOOK! My mom startled, turned around quickly. "See what??" She said. THE
WAS IN THE BATHROOM. My mom looking fed up walked to the bathroom and opened the
door. "THE THE HELL IS THAT" she screamed. Her body looked like it was sucked up
to the ceiling and the bathroom door slammed. Then my door slammed. My nightlight
shuts off. I need to get out. I run to my window and opened it. HELP!!! SOMEONE
HELP ME!! I feel her cold fingers on my shoulder... Her breathing is on my neck.
I freeze. I don't know what to do. "Betrayal" the floating lady whispered in a
raspy high pitcheded voice. I never heard her before. Her ice cold hand goes
down to my foot... SHE IS PULLING ME UNDER THE BED. STOP!!! HELP!!! I take only
last look at her as half of my body is under the bed....her eyes....
They are so wide...her mouth is open. I feel death coming. A coldness pushes
through my body as I'm fully under the bed. My vision blurs..... I feel her
breathing again.

Why me.


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