There once was a little girl named Sara.
Who Lived with her mother, Claira.
Sara loved many things,
Like Santa Claus and all the toys he brings.
Sara was different but, in a good way.
Although she couldn't see it that way.
Tic Toc, Tic Toc, went the people around her, everyday like clock work.
Tic Toc, Tic Toc, the mannequins peeping through the windows were more alive then they were.
Tic, was all she could see,
Toc, was all she could hear.
One day little Sara,
Decided to tell Claira.
She spoke of how everything went Tic.
She explained how they went Toc.
Claira became scared.
An expensive doctor said he was prepared.
She gave everything she had,
To save the daughter she thought she had.
Little Sara saw figures but never faces.
Yet she could spot her bully from miles away.
The doctor said he would help but he never saw a thing.
He only got to see what her bully left her as, nothing but gears and strings.
"Here, take these pills", the doctor said.
Yet still the Tic Tocs played in her head.
Then one day she could not take one Tic nor one Toc no more.
She brushed her bully's head, then twisted it until it twisted no more.
Tic Toc, Tic Toc, it still rung in her head.
Tic Toc, Tic Toc, but the loudest was now dead.
The Tics and Tocs became quieter.
Happy at what she has done.
She skips to the doctor to tell him that some Tics and Tocs were gone.
The next day she skipped to school only to stop halfway there.
The thin air seemed rare.
For there behind her was a girl, her head facing the wrong way.
It followed her ever since that day.
[Thank you all for reading the first chapter to my story:) The next chapter should be up soon.]
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Tick Tock
Tajemnica / ThrillerThis is a short thriller story I wrote just for fun. The writing style is meant to rhyme just so you all know. I hope you all enjoy and cannot wait to read your reviews:) There will be four parts to this story. ...
