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Just a seizure

by Brianna Abrego
(Waukegan Illinois)

Andrea had never had a seizure. She wasn't epileptic or anything. No fever nothing. But for some reason she was having a tonic-clonic seizure. Her friends got scared and called an ambulance.

It turned out she had had a heart attack and an asthma attack at the same time . But why ? A psychologist in training went and talked to her and left the room a few minutes later seeming both confused and scared.

"She said that something was after her. With claws and a burnt face bleeding from the mouth." She explained to one of the friends. "Her mind probably got damaged from the heart and asthma attack." One friend said. The psychologist made a sudden horrified expression .

"The doctors found long scratches all over her. It seemed like it was from knives."

That night, one of the friends, her name was Cassidy,went to see Andrea. " I-It's coming. Run !" Andrea screamed. "It's coming for me. Help!"
Confuse, Cassidy went over to her bed. But something aproached from under the bed. Cassidy jumped back. The thing slowly came out from under the bed and Cassidy screamed. It was bleeding from the mouth, its knife-like claws stained with blood as well. Its face was torn up literally. Almost immpossible to see any of its facial details. It ran at them.

The second friend came in the room and saw her two friends cut open and dead. She went insane. No one believed what she'd told them . Except the psychologist in training, she would visit her every week in the psychiatric ward. One day she got a call, and she knew, the thing would be after her. But when? Tonight?

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