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AWAKENED
Crash! The glass shattered onto the floor. I've awakened her. Even as a 24 year old UFC boxer, I've never been so scared in my life.
My face went white. The footsteps were coming closer. They were light but I could still hear them. I dashed from the scene. Every corner was a dead end. I turned right then left. Finally, I found a safe place. I nestled into a dark, cramped cupboard. The footsteps were getting closer. I shut my eyes tightly. Then, it was dead quiet. I tried to stop my pounding heart, fearing that it was too loud she might hear it. A while after the footsteps continued. Closer and louder the steps became. It stopped once more. I waited, frightened. Where is it? Why did it stop? I asked myself. I soon found my answer. Slowly but surely… the cupboard door squeaked open.