Light of the Dark

Chapter one :).Sorry if you think it's awful.This is just for fun.

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I was alone again,walking from school.Man what a ghost town.It would't be this way if it were not for that stupid bastard that was forever on the news.

There's this psychopath who everyone is afraid of,excluding me.He doesn't kill but he haunts his victims for a while to the point they turn insane or would just prefer to be dead.Strangely,he lets them live to suffer with no known reason.

Eyewitnesses described him to be tall,slender,corpse white,black hair and usually seen with a grin.His actions were that of the incurable insane.And i HATE all 206 of his damn bones down to the very last strand of his hair.

Since he started his crimes,people would start to crawl back and hide in their homes.Well look at me,I'm not even dead yet.

Hmph 'Media',sometimes their stories go to far. I said to myself as kicking a pebble on the ground as I was walking in the middle of the road,no car would possibly crush me anyway.

But--

Just as the sun was about to set I was encountered for what seemed to be worse than a speeding car.

It was him

"What if the media was right?"he said in a way the mad can only pronounce.

Thinking wise,I started to run as fast as i could.

But it was no use.

He bolted towards me.When I looked back he was no further than a foot,what's more scarier was that he kept smiling twistedly as if I was his prey.I could feel my sweat dripping and dripping until i noticed that there were also tears falling.Then my legs gave in making me fall on my back.Surprised,he was gone as if he just turned to dust.I couldn't be more thankful.

'Thank goodness' I whispered as I closed my eyes ending with a sigh.But then something eerie started to bug me,even though my eyes were closed it was clear that it suddenly became darker.I opened my eyes to see him again with that awful smile.His head was just a few inches far from mine,but his eyes....his eyes was torture,they seemed to pierce right through me.

'Pl-please don't kill me' i pleaded with great fear.

"Oh but I won't,death would only be an escape" he replied.

'Then let me go then!' i screamed.

"As you wish,but I tell you this,little girl. You will carry a curse.Live as you only have little time left." His smile grew as he said those words I find a little confusing.

'But you said you won't kill me!'

" I won't but you will." He said in a calm yet demented manner.

'Wh-what?!'

"You will be the one to decide your own fate,whether you'll rot in an asylum or end your own life."

After that I passed out.

I woke up to realize it was just a nightmare and let out a sigh.When I sat and stretched my back I could feel a sudden pain in my stomach.

I proceeded to my bathroom and just then when I took off my top I saw a deep bruise in my stomach as if it was tortured a dozen times.

Then the memory hit me.

It wasn't a dream,he did kick me hard on the stomach enough to make me unconscious.

What happens next?I bet I only have days left,but didn't he say I'll choose my own fate myself?

'Maybe just maybe I'll be able to survive'.I muttered being optimistic.

Just when I cam out of the bathroom I couldn't believe my eyes.My windows,it had writings in them.

How are you Jacky?.The note was inked with blood,still fresh and i could see it still dripping.

Everything became all bizarre all of a sudden.I became stiff after reading what I almost couldn't believe was real.My spines were chilling and every hair on my skin,standing.

"What if he's here?inside?.He could be anywhere.Is this how my life would come to an end?

What about my dreams?

My hopes?

Am I just paranoid?

Even if i was just paranoid,my tears won't stop coming out.

Is this the curse?

Why me?