I am so close, this could be it. I could get out of here. I start moving a little faster because of my excitement. For a second I wasn’t thinking about my mother or father, this hotel or the baby. I was just focusing on what it would be like when I get out of here. I was in a happy place.
The pipe started to bend and crack, but because I was in my happy place I didn’t realize and the pile split, I slipped and couldn’t regain my grip and fell. I can say the falling was quite peaceful. A slit second were I didn’t feel like I was in danger, a relief.
I hit the ground hard, but I didn’t feel any pain. All I could feel was a cold feeling running down my head. Then I just blacked out.
Drifting in and out of real life, I could see my Mother. My Mother as herself, and my father. I could see the world moving around me. When I fully woke up I was in a hospital bed. Nobody was in the room with me. The place was quiet.
I look around the room, I was still a bit dazed and I could feel my head pounding. I screamed out in fear thinking I was still in danger. Then my Mother and Father came running in as fast as they could and just hugged me and told me everything is okay and that I’m safe, I was just a bad dream. I finally felt safe and it was all over.
I looked over and saw the little ‘baby’ in a crib crying. I looked up at my Mothers face, she had an evil grin on her face. Something seemed off, everything did. I had a feeling this is far from over.
The End.
From Dawn Madison Mennie,
Based from a short story I wrote in 2012
Re-Written & Finished in 2014-2015
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The Hallway
TerrorWhen you think everything is safe and sound. You be prepared, because it's not what you think. This is just the beginning. ~Note~ This is my first short/novel I've written so please vote and give me feedback!! thank you it would help me alot. ♡♡ All...
