Run.
Don't stop.
Keep running.
I screamed to myself as I ran over the dead and twisted bodies lying on the floor.
My breathing was broken and short, like I had forgotten how to breathe.
I close my eyes as tightly as I could, but I could still feel them. All of their eyes, staring at me.
Lifeless.
Dead.
Unmoving.
The smell of metallic blood filled my nose as I sprinted through the forest, feeling the presence of the monster behind me.
The monster smiles towards me with it's brimming blood stained teeth, that reflected the crimson moon of the night.
It was like the world had all turned against me, everything was nothing more then the colour red that drenched the forest like rain, it clung onto me like as if it was born part of me, and at that point, I wished it was. I knew, that because I still smelt 'alive', it knew, that it had one more prey. A sharp twist of pain shoots through my ankle as I'm sent flying through the air and into the river of blood.
Oh the blood.
Blood.
So much blood.
I opened my mouth to scream in a plea of help as I feel its hollow eyes stare at me in excitement from behind. But the only thing that came out was nothing but strangled words mixed with screams.
Someone.
Anyone.
Help me.
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The Bad Girls Secret
FantasyEvery individual has experienced their own traumatic experience, whether it was due to love, hate, friendship or family... this of course concludes in their new way of thinking, interaction, and personality. Only to help protect themselves from ever...
