Scary Stories: Continued

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It was already too late to escape, she noticed me. My life flashed before my eyes as she started to walk to me. I turned around and I tried to run but she already got me. I got thrown in the bag and I fainted. Everything turned black.

I woke up in a small room with others like me. Some cried, some screamed and some were just silent. I asked if they knew what happened and someone answered "we are in hell, my friend, so prepare for the worst". Hell, what does he means with that, I thought back then.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I saw her again. She reacted with a huge grin on her face, she probably enjoined a lot to see us suffering, I thought. I got up and tried to escape. But before I could even take a step she got me.

She started to cut my skin slowly, so slowly that I suffered extra-longer than necessary. I started to scream "please stop!" But she paid no attention to me and just continued without any second thoughts. My skin got slowly cut and I just wanted to die. When she was done with pulling my skin of me she thrown me in something very big, I couldn't see what it was.

When I hit the surface I felt my body burning, I screamed and screamed for somebody to help me. Some liquid was thrown over my body and it made my wounds burn even more. After some time I got placed somewhere else with some green stuff covering my body. I wondered why this was happening to me but my simple mind had no answers. I felt I was cooling down a little bit and she noticed it probably too because she stabbed me with a weird thing like 3 headed knife. I knew it was over . She pulled the 3 headed knife to her mouth and then everything went black for the last time. Being a defenceless potato sucks.