It
was a dark winter evening, I just rose from my bed. A chill ran down my spine
so I slipped on my fuzzy boots. Hardly any sleep was coming my way that night,
and I decided to go get a drink. My fuzzy boots snuck across the floor into the
kitchen. I made myself a cup of hot chocolate to warm me up. Then I heard a
creak, randomly in the dead of the night. It sounded like it came from
downstairs. Being that I couldn’t sleep, I felt I should investigate. But
something didn’t feel quite right. I hesitantly made my way to the stairs to
journey to where I thought I heard the sound. Then I took a big gulp of my hot
chocolate and set it down, hoping it wouldn’t be my last. Step by step I made
my way down the stairs, as carefully as I could. WOOF. It was just my dog
Pixie, who had decided to get her toy from downstairs. I was then going to go
say hello. But then, it felt like the whole world moved. My heart skipped a
beat and I lost my breath. My entire life flashed before my very eyes. I just
encountered the most horrid thing in the world.
I missed a step.
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