Strings

Chp. 1

The same recurring nightmare over and over again where I am a marionette being controlled by strings as my marionettist makes me dance but today wasn't the same.

Blood spatters covered the walls and some were on my clothes which turned out to be a ballerina outfit but black. Screams of the victims echoed in my mind as I had the biggest grin on my face, the marionettist was making me dance in the blood of the dead around me as piano music was playing. 'Please stop!!' I tried to yell but nothing came out and the grin was still glued on my face, but that wasn't the worst part. The dead people that lay at my dancing feet where my friends, Which made tears start to build up in my eyes.

Once the music stopped the strings that made me do this dropped, and I fell to the ground crying like no tomorrow as I could finally do what I wanted too. My friends dead cold eyes where filled with hatred as I looked at them one by one pleading to them that it wasn't me and I was sorry. Then they all stood up and seemed alive but the strings were controlling them and I knew it was the marionettist.

"IM SORRY!!! BUT I DIDNT DO THIS!!" I yelled as they came closer with murderous grins and killer look in the eyes. "IM SORRY!!" Was the last thing that came from me as they grabbed me and started to kill me slowly and painfully, A single tear rolled down my cheek before I let darkness consume me.

-End of dream-

I woke up sitting straight in my bed as a scream escaped from my mouth, Sweat covered me as I was breathing heavy and I clenched my shirt around my chest with one hand as the other was clenching my bed sheet beside me.

Luckily no one was home as I lived with my mom and she works from 2:30PM-9:30AM. I looked at the clock and it read 4:53 AM, 'I should head back to bed... but i wont' A thought popped into my mind as I grabbed my phone and started looking through my social media apps. It was dull as usual and I had no idea why I even had the accounts in the first place, but one comment on Instagram caught my eye

'Your an ugly whore who deserve to die'
These comments mean nothing to be as I always just delete them but this one stung, It was from my own so called friend. I deleted the whole picture and threw my phone across the room.

Pulling my knees up to my chest and burying my face within my crossed arms tears came out of my eyes like a waterfall. 'My own 'friend' said that and she didn't even think about it either probably' I rolled onto my side from sitting and cried myself back to sleep.

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I Hope You enjoyed my first chapter, I made it short and some what sweet. I hope you will read it more once more updates come, Bai~!!