The Dead's Print

Ch. 12~ Taken Over

I screamed my lungs out. I wanted to cough, but literally had no control over my body. I heard my dads' voice somewhere in the distance, and then Danny's, then Jeremy's, then my mother's, and lastly, little Devin's cries. I frightened them. "Aleaxa, snap out of it!" my dad cried. My mom pushed the kids out and closed the door on me and my dad.

He gripped my arms, shaking me, like I was in a deep sleep, which it felt like I was. I felt a weight, pressuring itself on me, yet there was nothing there. I wasn't even there. It was like I was someone else, just looking through my own body, if that even made any sense. My body froze and stopped screaming. A voice, that wasn't my own, came from my mouth. "Get off me..." The Voice said. My dad's eyes widened at the deep, creepy voice that came from my body. I was almost unrecognizable.

Then, the worst thing happened. My arms swung at my father, grabbing his neck and forcing him down to the ground. He gasped for air as I tightened my grip on his neck. He tried fighting back, but my body bit his hand. Not just a small bite... I bit hard. I scared myself when I saw I was making marks on his bare neck and caused his hand to gush blood. I quickly snapped out of it and forcefully released my grip and fell back. He cried for help and my mom burst through the wooden door, falling onto the floor next to my dad.

"Honey, what happened!?" she held onto him, clutching the hand I had bit. She glared at me, looking for an explanation. There was fear written on all of their faces. I just stared, tears running down my face. My whole face was red from embarrassment. "That wasn't me.." I whispered through tears. "I need help...". My mom helped my dad up while my siblings ran over to help. They took him to the bathroom to clean his hand up and treat his neck while my mother stayed with me.

"Something came over me... I... I don't know what's wrong with me-" "Shh.. I know, baby." She pulled my into her arms and held me like when I was younger. "We're going to find you some help, I promise." I released more tears into her chest. Whatever was taking over my life needed to find someone new to torcher. I've had enough.

We walked over to the bathroom where the rest of the family was. "Daddy I'm so, so sorry. I don't know what came over me, that wasn't m-" "I know sweet pea. It's not your fault." he cut me off. "You still love me?" I asked, wiping dried tears off my face. "Of course baby. I'll always love you, no matter what." he replied, pulling me into a hug.

Everyone else joined. They knew something was wrong from the start. So did I, just didn't have the courage to ask for help. What's happening to me is unexplainable. I need to find out, though.