January 13, 2016. (8:37 p.m.)
Carson and I talked for a bit and that night after everyone was in bed I sneaked out to go see him. It was pretty late and something I had never done before.
We went to an old restaurant somewhere. I had never been there. 24/7 cafe.
Sometime later we went out back and started making out. At some point I grabbed some sharp object and jammed it into his chest. I watched helplessly and terrified as his helpless, bleeding body shrunk to the ground.
***
"Camden, why?" he managed to get out although it sounded croaky.
"Goodbye Carson Phillips," I said in that same creepy voice as with Zoe.
***
The reason I'm keeping this page short is because it terrifies me still to write about my actions. I can't put it on paper. It's all to much.
YOU ARE READING
The Possession
Short StoryThere are powers in this world. Good and bad. Some protect us from all the bad in this world. Others destroy us. They're always there, surrounding us. But what happens when the bad gets a little to close? ***** This is just a short story that cam...
