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Old Scratch
Day One This will sound mad. I know it does, but I have to tell someone. There are scratches up and down my legs. I sleep alone, and have no pets, so I’ve no idea where they came from. This has happened every night for a week, so I’m writing it down now. I don’t…
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Old Scratch – Day Six
I got it! That son of a bitch thought I couldn’t, but I got it! Last night’s dream, or journey, or whatever it was, I finally beat him! You should have seen his face. Torn up and twisted by grief. I was the one laughing, and it felt amazing. It all started the same. I…
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Old Scratch – Day Three
I didn’t sleep last night. I couldn’t face it. Hourly coffees, keeping all the lights on. I’m exhausted, but it’s worth it not to see him. It didn’t make a difference. He was here. It was around 3AM. I was trying to keep myself, in the kitchen, making another coffee. The slow rumble of the…
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Old Scratch – Day One
This will sound mad. I know it does, but I have to tell someone. There are scratches up and down my legs. I sleep alone, and have no pets, so I’ve no idea where they came from. This has happened every night for a week, so I’m writing it down now. I don’t really know…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 