It was a dark night. Rain was the only sound in the quiet town. Becky lay silent in her bed, watching the ceiling above her. She was having a hard time sleeping due to her fears of most things. She was usually very social and she smiled a lot, but lately she has seemed terribly depressed.
She was bullied severely in school because she was so sad. 'Broken Becky' is a name she had gotten used to. At first it started as a joke but now she has no friends whatsoever.
She tossed and turned, her eyes unable to adjust to the dark surroundings. She sighed and tried to force herself to sleep but couldn't do it. She stood up and made her way to the window. Lightning flashed and a crack of thunder made her jump back. She shook her head and watched out the window. She thought she saw something moving but quickly blamed it on her fears.
She turned around and slowly pulled open her bedroom door. Her house was silent so any noise she made could wake up her parents. She silently walked down the stairs and entered the living room. She spotted her laptop on the desk and wondered how it got there, she was sure it had been in her room a couple minutes ago.
She looked around and slowly approached her laptop. Her hand hovered over it then she grabbed it and tucked it under her arm. She turned around and was face to face with a dark haired, green eyed teenage boy. She dropped her laptop and tried to scream but a cold hand covered her mouth. It was the boy's.
She struggled but the boy put his finger to his lip. "Sh...."
Becky stopped struggling. The boy took his hand away and a creepy grin passed his face. "I'm Jaxon and you're about to die." Becky screamed and the boy shook his head. "Bad girl." He heard her parents rushing down the stairs and quickly slit Becky's throat.
Beccy woke up and glanced around. She was tied to a steel chair. She tried to scream but couldn't open her mouth. She was really starting to panic now. Her sight was horribly blocked, so she could only feel and hear what was going on.
She closed her eyes and tried to frown, but found she couldn't. She heard a door open and footsteps approach her. A loud laugh echoed through the room, freaking her out. Becky tried to speak but remembered she couldn't. She couldn't see either so she didn't know why.
She felt hot breath on her face. "Remember me?" She stayed staring straight ahead. The voice was too familiar. She felt like her eyes were permanently closed yet she knew they were wide open.
"Oh that's right, you can't see or speak. HA!" The person behind the voice cackled. "Well in case you didn't recognize my voice, I'm Jaxon." She knew it, She had stopped panicking and sat completely still. "You alive?" Becky broke the chains holding her down and she stood. She heard Jaxon gasp.
She could only smile so that's what she did. She felt the ground vibrations and pinpointed exactly where Jaxon was. She walked towards him with a demonic smile. She raised her hands and felt her face. Her mouth was stitched closed. She felt her neck where Jaxon had slit it. Her neck was also stitched closed. She still didn't know what what up with her eyes. She felt Jaxon backing up towards the wall. She kept approaching him. Finally once she reached him, she ripped his head off with her bare hands and wrote on the wall in Jaxon's blood, 'Broken Becky."
She found out soon after that first of all, her eyes had been taken out and that's why she couldn't see, and second of all, she enjoyed killing Jaxon...
So be careful, I may not be able to see, but I will always find you...
~Sincerely, Broken Becky
