Ch1. The Little Girl
Hi, I'm Alison Brooke, 17 year old, normal girl. Ha. I wish. Nope it may seem this way on the outside but
there's more than meets the eye, believe me.
I'm just gonna tell you everything. Okay? Don't tell anyone what I go through. If I get sent to a mental hospital, I'll.... I don't even know, I'll die and belong to Them.
Ok so all this started when I was 11. I don't remember how I got through it and still am considered 'normal' (on the outside of course). My first encounter was with a ghost, it was a guy I believe, he told me I was special in away. I remember I was scared as hell when I saw this man. I don't quite remember...
At about fifteen is when I met a demon, those sick, sick bastards. He touched me... In away that I hated, he made me feel... Violated you could say. After that many more demons came, like they were trying to Brake me, so I could belong to Them. By Them I mean the demons, monsters, ect.
Everyday I wake up terrified that they'll come for me. The only thing my mom notices is my horrible nightmares I would have. I have them so often my mom figures it's the shows I watch now a days.
The only skill I find useful do me seeing these things is I'm not afraid to watch paranormal activity and stuff like that. My friends (surprised I have any?) find it impressive.
Riiiiiiing! A pain shoots inside my stomach like it always does when the school bell that signals the end of school rings. My friends love the end of school. I dread it. Bad things never happen to me at school which is strange enough. I say goodbye to my friend Samuel in which who I call Sam. I clutch my books that are pressed tightly against my chest.
I didn't want to get home. The place where things happened. As well as anything else. Suddenly an ear splitting shriek fills this crisp warm air. I freeze and my heart stops, oh no what could this be. Slowly I turn on my heel. I here an ice laced laced voice,"No one can here you."
Oh my...
A demon, talking to a little girl that is crumpled on the ground. I can't exactly tell her age but something tells me to help her.
I suddenly break out in a sprint, as if my body had its own mind,"STOP!" I cry at the demon. My mind has so many questions, I think it might explode into a million pieces,'who is this girl?' 'She's just like me?' 'I've never met anyone like me!'
The demon looks at me, he looks, familiar. He smiles,"Oh? Alison," the way he says my name sends chills into my spine, he continues,"I was planning to play- I mean visit you tonight." He says, purposely messing up with his words.
I grimace,"Leave that girl alone." I say forcefully. The girl looks up, I see a dark green eye, I realize her eyes look identical to mine. I focus my eyes back on the demon.
"Oh no! What would you possibly do to my if I hurt her!" Sarcasm pours into each of his words, when I don't say anything he does. "What do I get if I leave her alone?" I quickly answer,"You can fuck a tree." I say, I realize what I'm playing with as soon as I say that. How did this little girl possess me to say such a thing.
The demon looks furious, he walked towards me and I stand in place. He lifts my chin gently with his cold, long finger nails,"Oh, Alison, you will regret this..." He says and disappears, just like that.
My eyes focus on the little girl, and hers focus on mine. I walk towards her small figure and kneel down beside her. "You ok?" I ask.
Authors note:
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De TodoAlison Brooke, a normal seventeen year old girl, or, at least that's what's on the outside. On the outside Alison goes to school, has great friends, really cool. On the inside, her life is complete chaos. She sees... Well... Ghosts. Demons. Monsters...