Love Admits Deceit

UNFORGETTABLE NIGHTMARE

                  In the far corner of a room little Emma huddled her small frame trembling as she hugged her knees tightly to her chest,her tear streaked face which was buried against her arms as she was trembling the air was cold almost damp carrying the faint smell of old wood and something musty long forgotten in the oppressive stillness a sound broke though soft barely there but unmistakable it was a whisper a voice perhaps more than one speaking in low hurried tones words blending together,the whisper seemed to float through the room coming from nowhere and everywhere at ones it voice eerie breathy murmur that made the hair on the back of ones neck stand on end ,her heart raced as the whispers grew louder swirling around her like an indivisible hands grasping at her taught she pressed her palms hard against her ears trying to block them out ,her fingers trembling.

"Stop"she cried her voice barely audible as it broke broke the oppressive silent but the whispers didn't go they twisted around her words curling through her defences ,she squeezed her eyes shut tightly, shaking her head as if she could physically shake them away but the voice persisted soft hunting like 
an endless Echo in the dark.
As she cowered ,hands still pressed to her ears ,the room seemed to shift into something far worse,the air thickened pulsing with a strange suffocating tension her breath hitched as the shadows coalesced into familiar shapes and their before her ,a scene began to unfold an illusion so vivid it felt more like a memory come to life.

Her mother stood in the middle of the room trembling her face pale and streaked with tears , before her loomed her father towering his face contorted with rage the moment stretched a horrible silence filling the scene as she watched him lift his hand anger igniting in his eyes.
Then the sound came the sharp sickening sound of flesh again flesh ,her mother starggared back clutching her face blood so much blood splattered across the room ,it driped from her mother's nose from a gash at her temple staining her pale skin,her clothes the room itself,her mother's eyes silently pleading,the blood glistening as it ran down her cheek ,she tried to move towards her mom,but she realized that she can't move she stared silently with wide eyes as tears falling down her face.

The sight froze her the illusion more real than anything she had ever seen,her father's furious figure blurred,his movements violent and quick,a blur of rage and hate while her mother crumpled to the ground broken the metallic smell of blood hung heavy in the air mingling with the whispers as if the voices themselves fed off the horror of the scene unfolding before.
"Mom" she whispered, trying to move but could only watch in horror,she screamed again
"MOM" the sound tearing from her throat but the image didn't vanish it held her captive ever drop of blood every blow imprinted in her mind,a nightmare she couldn't forget.