Chapter Three
I was relaxing on my bed, wallowing in my misery listening to muziki when something scraped against my window. I jumped and stifled a scream. It was dark outside and long shadows cast eerie shapes on my walls. I pulled off my head phones and scooted slowly off my bed. I could still hear D.H.T‘s Listen To Your moyo playing. How ironic. I creeped toward my window, preparing for something scary. I looked around. Nothing. I opened it and leaned my head out. Only darkness. I felt scared. My moyo started pounding. I tried to breathe deeply but I felt like the...
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