Slasher imagines

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She banged her fists against the soft surface beneath her; screaming and pleading out to a source unknown to her.
The sobs and pleads echoed throughout the small area of land mass.
She screamed apologies, and one after another they came out.
No matter how hard she tried, no matter how hard she pondered the wonder that was her presence, she couldn't understand why.
The idiotic actions that she made, the events that had to occur for her to end up back here.
Was her family and friends concerned for her whereabouts, or were they finally fed up with her?
She was fed with herself..
Why did she always have to end up back at this horrid place with this horrible man she called her lover.
So many times she tried to leave, yet so many times she has failed to do so.
Here she was again, no surprise evident to anyone. It wasn't a surprise to anyone that she would come back to him.
And she would be back once again tomorrow, then the day after that; and so on.
Whatever she were to do it would lead her back here, and she was ready for it.
Here she would be once again the next night..
Screaming and pleading to anyone that may listen. Apologizing and pleading for something she knew was impossible.
Everyone knew it wasn't possible, she knew it too. Death was no stranger to her, yet this time he wasn't going to come back. It was an awful reality to grasp.
No matter the doubt, she would be back once again tomorrow; screaming and pleading to some unknown source to bring her one true lover back from the grave he lie in.
Until then she would return to this horrid place with the horrible man she once called her husband.