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My radio was fuzzy. Why was it fuzzy? I remembered sleeping with it on, but then, it kept buzzing, sounding like a TV when you go to a channel that doesn't show up. I pressed the button to turn it off, and then something extremely scary happened. The radio was still fuzzy, but a faint voice, the one in my dream, came on. "Hello, my friend." I fell backwards and landed on the bed, then crawled off of it and ran out of the room, and terrifyingly, behind me, the door slammed by itself. I shuddered.

Submitted:Feb 14, 2010    Reads: 75    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   



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