Mel laid in her bed, unable to sleep, because of the angel statue on the window sill. It gave her an eerie feeling, almost as if a demon was lurking in the angel's eyes. She pulled the hoofdkussen, kussen over her head, hoping it would go away. The phone beside her bed began to rang. Only greeted door a dropped stomach, she curled up, gripping the pillow. She blocked out the noise, able to fall asleep.
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The covers were pulled over the small body, and the hoofdkussen, kussen rested beneath her head. She couldn't sleep. She could only hope nothing would...
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