When I was about 11, my three brothers and I were in my room playing. We were having a great time, coloring, playing music, rough housing, and laughing. Everything was great! And then we we're interrupted by my older brother yelling my name. I ran out into the livingroom and saw my brother laying on the couch crying. I asked him what was wrong, and he told me what happened, he said "I was laying here on the couch trying to fall back asleep, when I kept hearing footsteps right behind me. I tried to just shrug it off, but I kept hearing soft little steps coming closer and closer. so I just kept laying here hoping it would go away. then I felt something jump on top of me and grab my throat. It kept squeezing me tighter and tighter and I kept trying to call your names for so long but nobody could hear me!!" He was crying so hard gasping for air. all I could do was just try to calm him down.

Story is told by Lily kitty

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