"I don't paint dreams or nightmares, I paint my own reality." -Frida kahlo
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A/N: I know my updates are somehow late, but I'll try to update two or three chapters at once from now on...
Another thing, this chapter is the continuation of the last chapter, so it's the same day. It's happening on the same day, same date, when I'll change days, I'll mention it through dates. okay?
I hope, I have cleared some confusion, now go and enjoy reading!! xD
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It was a dark rainy night, black clouds had covered every inch of the sky along with a dead silence outside, the only sound was of the raindrops that were falling on the window panes. It felt like the storm was waiting to strike and it did strike, it struck heavily that night on someone's life.
Somewhere, that night, a little girl was standing in her window, staring outside, enjoying the weather quietly, but when she noticed a black shadow approaching her house, she got scared, she didn't know what was going to happen until a sudden banging on the door took everyone's attention and then in a matter of seconds there was blood, everywhere, on the walls, on the floor. Everyone was covered in blood, lying on the floor, staring into space with empty, dead eyes, as if they wanted to say something but couldn't. As if they wanted to call someone for help but they couldn't. Someone, the only person who lived that day ran away but some voices followed that person, some voices which came from the dark, some voices of the people who had suffered, some voices of the people who had been killed...
"You didn't save us." Came someone's cry.
"You are guilty."
"You didn't save us." Another trembled voice came.
"No!" Someone shouted.
"No!"
"No!"
Melissa woke up shouting, tears were streaming down her face and she was sweating with terror. Her younger sister Maria who was wide awake and was reading book in her room, hearing her sister's scream she came running, taking a bat along with her, on her way. She entered her sister's room, clutching the bat tightly with her one hand and with another she was searching the light switch blindly on the wall right beside the door. At last when she turned on the switch she saw no one in her sister's room, she sighed with relief placing a hand on her chest, then took a quick glance at the shocked figure of her sister on the bed and wondered aloud, 'Another nightmare?'
She shook her head and went near Melissa's bed. She sat quietly beside her, placing the bat on the floor and taking a good look at her sister. Melissa was in a complete shaken state with fresh tears on her face, Maria thought 'Maybe it was more horrible than the other ones.' She asked her softly,
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GODVIL (On Hold)
Misterio / Suspenso*GODVIL* Everyone has good and evil in themselves, but it depends on us, what we want and what we choose to be. Having a passion for writing, at the age of 16, Melissa Jeffrey started writing novels on a famous writing platform called Wattpad. Seei...
