Okay. Some of this iS copied from my short snippet from Discord but boohoo. You may be reading this for the first time. Uh this is spooky scary angsty so be warned but yeah. Enjoy.
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 An aching feeling grew in his stomach. He looked out the window at the darkened road...the neighborhood glistening with rain under the moonlight. But he knew it was dangerous. Silence brought over his neighborhood. Lights out and nobody around. 

 He closed the curtains and went into his room, completely dark except in his closet, where he would be hiding. The short, pale boy, tears streaming down his freckled cheeks went and checked if the door was locked. Once he did he went over into his closet, shutting it and locking it. 

 Thankfully, he had everything he needed, some food, water, a baseball bat, phone charger, his phone, headphones, stuffed animals, pillows, blankets and a bucket. He was ready for this...but he was still worried....what if he screamed? He's not the best at keeping quiet...what could he do if they checked his house. 

Shivering at the thought he just huddled down in his fluffy blanket and grabbing his phone, checking the news.....still nothing. He closed his eyes a bit as he just went and hopped on his notebook app. 'Day 1. Hello there, my name is BDay! Hopefully- my phone doesn't get destroyed and this is useless. But if you find this, hello! I am currently hiding. Something dangerous has gotten into the town of where I live. I am hiding in my closet. Wish me luck.' He wrote, taking a deep breath before turning off his phone. He just huddled down and breathed softly. 

 How long could he last with this?

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BDay was in the closet for awhile, told to stay inside and hidden still. He munched on some of his food as we awaited the news that he can leave. He heard noises from outside his house....screams and rain mixing in a terrifying choir.

Everything was going fine until he heard something in his house slam open...shit...were they inside? He quickly hid everything under blankets and pillows, making it look like it was just tossed in there. His food, water, bucket, phone, headphones and charger all hidden beneath everything before he went and hid under the blankets himself, making sure he was in a corner, covered with a lot of what he had as he listened...

Footsteps ran across the floor in his house, things being slammed opened, stuff being smashed. Eventually he heard the door to his bedroom be shaken a bit. Did it realize it was locked?... please say so.

He cried softly, not making really any noise...even when he heard the bedroom door get bust open. He heard that...thing....search through his room, the quick, loud noises echoing in his mind as he heard his closet door get pried open. He went dead silent as he waited, tears rushing down his cheeks until, the door was slam shut and the thing left almost as quickly as it arrived.

BDay let out a soft breath as he moved his head away from his blanket and opening the door to his closet. His bedroom was destroyed, the mattress half off the bed, his stuffies all over the place, his radio and nightstand slammed to the ground and his tech stuff thrown all over the place.

He gulped a bit as he got up and closed the closet door, locking it once more before he sat back down. Wiping his eyes as he checked his phone once more.

How much longer could he do this?