WARNING! DO NOT READ THIS BOOK IF YOUR UNDER 18 OR DON'T LIKE THEMES SUCH AS DEPRESSION OR ABUSE! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
(Y/n) (L/n) lived a terrible life of pain, as he was abused by his own family since he learned to walk. However, (Y/n)'s life is...
I instantly open my eyes as I hear something whisper my name, but my attention quickly turns to the area I'm in. . . . I wasn't In jess's room or even the mansion. . . . . . I was just in darkness. . . . . completely utter darkness. I sit and and looks around. . . . nothing. I can see myself clearly but that it, nothing else. I look down at the 'floor' and it was black water or something.
(Y/n): "Jess?" I call out, my voice slightly echoing in the abyss. "Sally?. . . . . . a-anyone" I call out again, starting to feel uncomfortable in this never ending darkness. It was also now that I noticed it was quiet cold, so I hug myself to try and stay warm. I then start to walk off in one direction, hoping to find something else then this darkness. I couldn't tell if this was real or a dream. I mean I fell awake, everything around me feels real. . . . was Slenda doing this to me?. "S-Slenda? Is this you?" I call out with a shaky voice. I then feel a sudden warmth behind me, followed by light. I quickly turn around and see a light very, very far away.
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I start heading towards it. Soon a couple of white tree's appear out of nowhere as I get closer to the light. I could also hear very quiet voices, so quiet I couldn't actually figure out what they were saying but I wasn't really that interested, I just wanted to get out of this place.
- Drip, Drip, Drip -
I turn around and see what appears to be rain start to approach me from the darkness. I quickly then start running towards the light as the rain chases after me. Suddenly I start to see more tree's appear, now showing color instead of being white. Then grass soon appear and a silhouette of a house appeared. I stop in my tracks as the area around me fully changes into an actual place. . . . . a familiar place. My eyes widen as the house forms into my house, the one I was tortured in by my family. The rain fully envelops the area, soaking me and the ground. I start to back away as I hear stomp come from inside the house, shaking the ground until the front door was busted open, showing a shadowy figure with piercing red eyes.
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