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It was a night of celebration, but for me it turned into a nightmare. As I pretended to sleep in one of the rooms, a drunken man burst in with sinister intentions.
Ignoring my silent pleas, he began groping me while whispering threats with a knife in his hand. I was paralyzed with terror.
It was then that a dark and imposing presence emerged from the shadows. A tall, deformed figure lunged at my assailant with supernatural strength. The man blanched at the sound of its cavernous voice:
-I am Death, and I am coming for you.
In the blink of an eye, they both vanished leaving only a bloodcurdling whisper:
-I will return to protect you. I am your friend. My name is Death.
The next day, as everyone searched for the missing man, I kept silent in terror.
No one would believe what I witnessed that fateful night. However, since then I carry with me the unsettling certainty that I have an ally in the shadows.
A sinister protector who came to my aid when I needed her most. Few would understand my pact with Death itself, but for me she has become a loyal friend who protects me from the wicked souls that lurk in the darkness.
Others may fear her, but I find comfort in knowing that when danger lurks, her dark shadow will watch over me, carrying away those who dare harm me with her spectral claws.
Death is now my guardian angel, my last defense against the worst threats of this world.