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He cajoled me to come back, knife in hand, but I just kept running.

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As the police escorted me to the front door, they said to my father, 'this is the third missing person's call you've made for your daughter, keep a better eye on her'.

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I was paralyzed as my murderer stood before me, knife in hand.

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The last thing I saw was her face, desperate and pained, as she closed the basement door, leaving me bleeding heavily from my forehead at base of the stairs.

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I knew I'd be scared when I died, with ice blood running through my veins.

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I don't know how long I've been lying on the shore

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For the first time in my life, the weight comes off my chest.

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I wish the people around me wouldn't leave.

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I could see the middle aged man leering at my chest, eyes raking over my body.

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Old folks tales are a fickle thing, with instructions passed down generations on how to avoid danger and death.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
He cajoled me to come back, knife in hand, but I just kept running.	360
As the police escorted me to the front door, they said to my father, 'this is the third missing person's call you've made for your daughter, keep a better eye on her'.	39
I was paralyzed as my murderer stood before me, knife in hand.	35
The last thing I saw was her face, desperate and pained, as she closed the basement door, leaving me bleeding heavily from my forehead at base of the stairs.	29
I knew I'd be scared when I died, with ice blood running through my veins.	26
I don't know how long I've been lying on the shore	24
For the first time in my life, the weight comes off my chest.	20
I wish the people around me wouldn't leave.	19
I could see the middle aged man leering at my chest, eyes raking over my body.	15
Old folks tales are a fickle thing, with instructions passed down generations on how to avoid danger and death.	14