I dangled, hands cuffed and tied to the ceiling. "I recant" I mumbled under my breath. I had been here for what felt like months, praying for death...
The pain...
I didn't do it. "I Recant" I breathed.
Footsteps echoed throughout the room...He was back...
I didn't do it.
I couldn't look up, nor to the side. The leather strap around my neck supporting the device that nearly choked me. Blood dripping down my body...
I didn't do it.
The room is damp- cold- I could barely breathe. Next was the wheel, or to be burned...
I didn't do it.
Clairity Rose Calvillo
November 1, 2015
YOU ARE READING
Twisted Tales
HorrorThese short stories will haunt you... they will fuel the nightmares you already have... beware for what you're about to read is twisted... don't say I didn't warn you... --These stories are all random ideas and short things I come up with! The...
