Death's hands

Entry One

Date: 9/17/12 (sep.17.12)

Time: 3:50 pm

Location: 19 Lovely Lane New jersy (Home)

Death locked his hands around my neck digging his black fingernails into my flesh. Lines of age crowled up his hands, leaving creases in what was left of his pail skin. I threw my head back so I could see his, face in that same moment his grip got tighter around my neck. The same lines ran under his eyes and down the sides of him mouth, I gasped for a breath but my mouth was nothing more but a clogged pipe, rusted and out of use, spit poured out the side of my mouth and tears began to bleed from the cornners of my eyes. I felt my thick, hot blood run down my neck were his nails peirc my skin leaving it's sticky trace.

My eyes had been staring up at him, this I knew... but I could see nothing. Again I gasped my hand lay flat on the table motionless, I tride to move them but some how the remain flat, on the table. I began to shake, this I felt, I thought perhaps I'd fallen hard into an asegur of sorts, blood began to drip from my nose than like water it began to fall hard in a consistant stream. Than from my mouth it flooded over my bottem teeth and threw the gaps in between my teeth. It began to flow out my mouth and down my chin onto my chest staininng my white shirt.

My heart was weak now, but still it pounded in my chest. I was still alive, alive. Alive in death's hands isn't that something. He grunted and I coul see his teeth, he pulled me back ward by my neck, than forced me down to the floor, slamming my head threw the chary wood floor. He pulled me up by my neck than threw me down again, this time releaseing my neck. I sit now in the floor , taking the place of maybe four floor boards. I could feel nothing, but than again I couldn't see.

Naturally I would have screamed and I think i did but I couldnt here my self, if I was or not. It was then that a jagged dagger of pain cut zigzag in my right side, than spirled diagnol down my back. I cride out, thats when I could hear agin but still I sit blind, eyes still open, wider than my mouth could ever be, this I felt. I panted feriously, only to begin feeling my eye lids grow heavy but it was than That I began to hear faint foot step hitting the floor, in my direction.

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