Ophelia gripped the red roses tightly in her hand. Unable to focus where she was headed, she stumbled on a tree trunk.
Picking herself back up she looked for the red roses she had dropped. Seeing them on the ground she picked them up noticing that they had blood on them.
Ophelia was so lost in thought that she hadn't noticed the blood was coming from the thorns. She continued to tread the forest until she came to a stop at what looked like a tiny grave site.
Stopping the words engraved on the stone were no other than her older brother.
"Lucas". Trembling Ophelia fell at his grave. Out of the 5 brothers she had only Lucas was the only one who really understood her.
But after he had turned 18 he went off to war. There was nothing she could do to stop him. His dream was to serve and become a hero to his country.
He had always been Ophelia's hero. Running her hand against his name plate she started to clean his grave. Placing her favorite flowers on his grave she smiled sitting there for a while talking to her brother.
As the day went on and the weather had gotten colder Ophelia shivered. She was wearing thin clothing that barely kept her warm. Standing up she felt lightheaded making her sit back down.
Holding her head she opened her backpack looking for her sandwich she had leftover. Instead she found a water bottle and a hole inside.
"Great" she mumbles grabbing the water before taking a sip. Minutes later she started to feel drowsy.
Unable to control her body trying to stare at the water she had just drank slumber had taken over.
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Unsettling Terror
HorrorAuthors Note: ** Happy halloween!!! ** {Since we are so close to halloween, and it's my favorite holiday. I will be spending a lot of time dedicating this to my favorite creepy pastas.} Story Description: Ophelia is a young teenager who is about to...
