Mockingbird begun to play in the CD player and she couldn't avoid the tear that fell down her cheek.
"Why did his music have to be there, and that song especially"
She went through their CD collection, and after a solid 10 minutes rumaging through the EMINEM CDs a Bill Withers CD emerged. Soon Whithers's smooth voice filled the room along with the swift sound of his guitar. Outside a thunder screamed anouncing the incoming storm, and soon, the rain begun to pour as Bill Withers sang the verse: and this house ain't no home anytime she goes away, a shiver creeped down her spine shaking her body, and she felt the urge to chamge the song. After going through their CDs for a second time, she found a old Credence Clearwater Revival record she had forgotten to be the owner off. A swift guitar filled the room with it's beauty, and a craspy voice soon sang "Have you ever seen the rain" whilst in the outside water poured from the ceilings, rain taping against the window glass.
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Heather drop herself upon the couch, and soon fell fast sleep. In years never had her dreams been so vivid or disturbing as they were in that summer afternoon.
Suddenly he was before her, in the floor by the couch, his clothes bathed in dry blood, he smile at her, and now he was gone, she tried to get up and look for him but she couldn't move no matter how hard she tried she was stuck in the sofa. His voice shouted at something, as the shadows covered the room. The CD flied away from the TV and crashed against the wall. She couldn't wake up, she tried to calm her breath and open her eyes, to wake from that nightmare. A scrawny hand crawled from under the sofa, and soon a deformed man emerged from the shadow, he caressed he face with his bony fingers and then took her wrist. He stopped arguing with the nothing and turned to scream at the deformed man. The strange shadow turned, squealed and runned to him not before slightly cutting her forearm. A new shadow emerged and all three things fought for dominance before dissapearing.
She sat upright as the doorbell rang, waking from the dreadful nightmare, rain still poured outside, and the music was now gone, the CDs in their original place. And the sentece save by the bell was never so literal...