The clicking of the computer keyboard is sending shivers down my spine as I witness a clone of myself sitting in my soft,white chair. The stranger’s head slowly lifts up and twitches, water cascaded down my legs as the clone stares deeply into my soul. “Who are you?” I question curiously

“I’m Serena! Who are you because we look like each other?” The clone innocently says.

My heart beats like 3 African drums as I answer. “I’m Serena.”

The clone’s eyes light up with anger and hatred.

“Get out or else..” the clone orders. I suddenly remembered that I had a bible in my hand bag so I took it out and started praying. As soon as I started praying the clone began to scream and shake. The clone then got up and tried to attack me but with every step it took it seemed to be blocked by something so the clone just ran out the room and I never saw it again.