Chapter 1.
My flashback begins on November 1,
1994. I am only 4 years old and I am happily playing with my toys in the living room of our tiny cottage. Our black labrador Shinuk is barking and wagging its tail at the smell of fresh baked cookies that my mother has made. She is watching me play with a warm smile on her face.
Everything seemed normal, the birds chirping, the kids were laughing, even the sun was shinning through the little hole of our roof.
I felt happy and content playing with my toys watching out the window from the living room, but lately I can sense something wrong almost like a darkness at the pit of my stomach. I don't cry or whine I simply shrug it away and go back to playing with my toys. This is why my mother adored me because I wasn't much of a complainer. As the day drew near my mom lit a fire in the chimney then picked me up cuddled me close and read to me the three little piglets.
After our story she brought me upstairs into the attic where I sleep and tucked me into bed and said ;I love you my little angel; then kissed me on the forehead walked toward the door , turned back flashed a warm smile and walked out the door.
2:00am
I wake up in my crib look around the attic and see nothing. I had that feeling again, that strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. I look around the room and see nothing. I feel my eyes getting heavy and heavier, next thing you know
I'm drifting back to sleep......
Minutes later I feel a large gust of dark wind circulating my body out of no where , coming closer and closer to me and starting to squeeze me like a boa constructor. I wake up alerted seeing a large darkness surrounding me getting bigger and darker. I am horrified I try to cry or scream for my mom but dark dust has clenched my throat preventing me from screaming! I try to cry, shout, move but I am paralysed . The darkeness is starting to spin faster and faster around me, consuming me and dragging me with it creating a tornado around me and pulling me in!! I start to get dizzy , I can feel the darkness in me starting to take over, I take a glance at my door and see my mother horrified , shrieking , tears down her cheek screaming "Elena hold on !!!!!".Then next thing I know I'm gone. I have been dragged in , and
i am never coming back......
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