The Violent Visitor

My moist fingers slid across the grainy bricks… Sweat trickled down my wet forehead..

“Finally, My own place!” I exclaimed, thrilled as I flopped onto the cozy mattress.
‘Creak..’ I paused anxiously, The room went as silent as a funeral home. A shivering breath caressed my shaky ankles. My heart skipped a beat, The building shook and then a dark silhouette covered my view. The strange figure violently threw me out of my apartment window, I frightfully grasped onto the bricks, but it was no use. I continued to fall down to the empty night street below.

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