Don't look now. No, I said don't-
It's over there, behind you
See it?
Turn around, go on!
Right there, by the door
Actually, it's outside by the windows now
Can't you see it?
There! It's there, look!
In the garden, getting... closer?
Oh no, it's in the house...
Now... do you see... me?
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Madi Haywood
Hi there! My name's Madi and I'm an aspiring author. I really enjoy reading modernised fairy tales, and retellings of classic stories, and I hope to write my own in the future. Fantasy stories are my go-to reads.
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This is entered into the Dancing with Distraction Challenge. I hope you enjoy it!