the boy i am........isn't me (spanking)

T e n

Last chapter my dear friends....

there will be no second book and no epilogue. This is the last chapter officially for this book.

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I felt as if I was swallowed by life and dropped into the pits of hell, being burned for ages until an angel or spirit or whatever took pity on me and threw me back to where I began. You do not just ignore that, you take advantage of it, but how?

I just know someone did rescue me from depressing side of life.

Yet somehow I always find myself alone again. I kept hearing noises in the middle of the night, and since I decided to become this new "hero" I decided to risk my life again to figure out where the hell the noise was coming from.

I tried to be quiet, but while I was chasing the noise down I felt as if the scene was in reverse; The noise was chasing me. I wanted to run back to my room, maybe play a game of hide and seek, never to be found. However, I was too frightened and so I only did the logically thing that came to mind; go to someone's room and not be alone.

I walked quicker, but everything was going slow. My legs were not moving fast enough. My life seemed to be suffocating me dry as it grabbed a hold me. My body was a leaf shaking, waiting to be stepped on and crunched. I needed to relax my mind, I took knowledge of that but the process of it never swept through. I couldn't just simply calm myself.

I was almost there. A dark corner away from the nearest room that held another, hopefully, living being. I was so close, yet so far but the sound of crying quickly made me froze to a statue. I couldn't move as I listened to the faint sound of a woman that was mewling. The noise that I attempted to chase gone quiet. All I could hear was the woman.

run.

run.

run.

So I ran. Sprinted down the halls to get out of this damn house. I looked for the stairs to get down, but the house suddenly became a maze. I was running in circles and whenever I tried opening a door it was locked; keeping me away from going inside.

I heard a small sound that was a mixture of a pitiful scream and blubbering. Something was banging against the hard floor and I finally dropped down. I was in a dead end and all I could do is wait. Wait for the woman.

And soon she came.

I do not know this strange woman, yet she is familiar; as if I should know her. maybe seen her before in old family photos when I was only an innocent toddler? Strangely, I even know her name, Rayondrah
She stood in front of me, no longer crying. Her body was curvy, and her dark skin was glowing magically.

Now I wanted to scream. I wanted to be a blubbering mess. I wanted to chase her down as her body reacts to me with fear. I wanted her to feel what I felt. I wanted her to know how it feels to be scared.

But she just kept smiling at me. Grinning. It was eating her face, overwhelming her soft feature.

And then all hell broke loose.

I shit you not.

Her face crumpled, wrinkling with age as she dumps herself onto my legs. I choked, feeling invisible hands wrap around my throat and squeeze with all its might.

She bared her perfectly white teeth at me, mimicking a dog ready to attack as it growls at its competitor. Her face was almost on mine, her dark eyelashes brushing against my cheeks that were being clutched between her strong hands.

"This is the end!" She yowled, pushing me back and crawling to a corner. "I'm sorry! Your time is running out."

I stared at her, my breath dry. I can finally breath, but the air was thick. "My time just began, I won't let myself get away."