Run, Run Away From This Phantasy

Darcy woke up late one wednesday evening as if beckoned. She opened the curtains and looked down at the lawn. Her mother stared back up at her. He hon she said, can't sleep either. What did you do with sarah? Oh, did you not hear the thing? Sarah's back. Her mother called me while you were asleep. She tried to run away. Come outside. I'll drive us over to her house so you can say hello. It smiled at her, then it laughed. Its grin got bigger and bigger, hysterically. So it giggled. The dopple ganger did not return for another two weeks.