"Open window"
2am, you're lying there motionless in a cold sweat. Heart pounding with as much force as a semi truck smashing through a brick wall. You can hear the night singing through the air as its soft melodies blend in with dark overcasted skys. What's out there? Who's out there? Could it be a masked murderer? Or just an old stray cat pouncing atop the garbage can rummiging through the smells of the old tart garbage looking for food. You sit up but don't move. You hear the rustling of leaves outside your window,you look over but there's nothing there. A loud,frozen cold wind rushes through the window like blazing saddles of horseman. You lay back down frightened of what's outside the open window.
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