Hell Above

Death Will Take You Alive

"My God, it's you." screamed Micheal as he slowly backed away from the figure. "You're dead! You're supposed to be dead!"

He must have been dreaming. He couldn't have been seeing his wife. She died in a bank robbery 3 years ago.

Micheal and Sarah were known as the happiest couple in their community. On the outside. Micheal knew Sarah had to put on a face everyday to walk through their front door. A face that didn't say "I beat my husband every night to make up for my dad beating my mom". Yes, it's true. Sarah grew up with abuse in her home, and forced it upon Micheal.

When Micheal got the call from the hospital, of course he had to act depressed and moody. He had to act like he didn't just loose the one person he hated most in his life. But, on the inside, he was thankful that whatever superior being that helped him out did. He was glad he wouldn't have to hide bruises or pretend not to be terrified anymore.

But, when he turned to the doorway of his kitchen and saw her, he was terrified once again. Screaming, he started throwing anything he could lay his hands on. All while she just stood there, contemplating the best way to kill him.

I WILL BE UPDATING THIS SUMMER IM JUST LAZY BUT OLEASE FORGIVE ME I AM ONLY A SMOL BEAN