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Monster 8 (Almost Done!)

I quickly take it, knowing that the man will dissaprove. I mean, I know he doesn’t know who I am, but just the thought of using what killed his daughter makes me vomit. But that never stops me, does it…
I can feel the monster running through my veins. It pumps my heart up in no time. I get the energy to lift up my head and my eyes make contact with his. He notices me. He looks right into my eyes and he notices me.
My heart begins to pound and I fall out my chair. Tears stream down my eyes uncontrollably. I don’t unerstand why I’m acting this way. It makes no sense. I tremble on the floor and call out Toby’s name. My words are slurring and I can feel myself fading into the gorund.

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