Paranoia

The Woman's Gift

Mom and Dad never listened.

"Go back to bed, you're seeing things"

"You probably just scratched yourself, its nothing"

Though now fate has enclosed a tight grip around the depths of time.

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I'm seeing her again. A woman's face, white as snow, with gaping black holes for eyes right in front of me. She smiles, but has no teeth, and all she wants, is me.

I just glance at her, she's facing me, with a split smile, only centimeters away. If I move, she'll scream and lunge at me, but vanish into thin air. I can only stay, and face her, as she stares daggers into my sou;.

She'll most likely disappear again this time, she always does. For seven years, she always has vanished. She wraps her dead hands around my neck, screams and is gone from plain sight.

I scream for mom and dad, but they only tell me that it was another nightmare.

But tonight is special, I feel a peculiar chill in my bones. I remember when I was three, she - the woman, spoke once with a voice unknown to all ears in which she said:

"You've been branded my child...and something far more horrid than me will appear, but to death do us part, every night, you will see me"

Then she vanished.

Its hear, I see it. I've always told my mother about the woman, but she only tells me I'm paranoid. But the demon is now facing me, an embodiment of flesh, with bones twisted inhumanely, its eyes bloodshot. The demon smiles at me, and opens the door to my parent's room.

I can hear the screams.

I can hear my father cry out and pain, and along with it crunching sounds, to the sight of god knows what. If god is even watching right now....if he even cares.

My mother comes, with blood on her nightgown, tears cascading down her face.

"Its okay Thomas....I'm sorry I never believed you. Your father....the demon that the woman told you about killed him...but it left...we're fine. Its gone for good."

I sighed in relief.

But then I realized,

I never told her about the demon.