You're Never Alone, Even If You Think You Are.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

I don't know what to explain this with.

 

She woke up in a sudden movement straight up, Positioning slowly to where she was sitting up in her bed, looking at the wall directly in front of her. She rubbed her head gently, and sighed; making a slight groan of pain slip from her throat quietly. She looked down as her eyes dilated, and ran her fingers over her arms gently. The engraved sayings of her past ran deep, as so did her scars. A stinging pain suddenly came over her chest, and in instinct she placed her hand to her skin to comfort the pain. A thick liquid glistened on her skin, making a sense of curiosity pop into her head. She leaned over to turn on her lamp that was sitting on the dresser next to her bed. Right before she was able to turn on the light to see anything, a tall hollow figure grabbed her arm, and twisted her hand, pushing her back and holding her down. All she could hear was a deep breathing, she couldn’t see anything. The lights flashed on quickly, and flash came from everywhere. The hollow figure stood in front of her, Grinning with a demented, brown grin displayed upon its face. Behind the figure, Three bodies hung by their necks, Wrapped in a black cloak for each of them. Buckets of blood lay below them, Filled almost to the top. The figure slammed her against the wall, and snapped back to uncover the bodies. Her father, Mother, and younger sister were hung by their arms. No skin was on their faces, you could see their bones, and hollowed sunken eyes. She attempted to scream, but she was hit quickly. The figure grabbed her arms again, pulling her in closer. The figure opened his eyes quickly, allowing her to see her reflection in his brightened and glossed red irises. He smiled at her, and brought her close to his blackened face. A long, Green, slimed engorged tongue came out and snaked into her mouth, Slipping down her throat and grasping onto her vocal chords, and almost suffocating her. He bit her neck with his sharp teeth, and disappeared. The only thing she could hear was a maniacal laugh echoing in the room, including whispers crowding her thoughts, Telling her secrets and lies. The color drained from her eyes, the sound dulled, her senses were gone.

Everything was black. They were tied together completely.


Submitted: January 18, 2012

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