(Constantly Updated)
In the next few chapters I have written several short stories. Don't worry, you won't be staring at your screen for long, they're only about a paragraph each. There is a reason for that though. In each story there is a small mes...
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Small lights were strung to the ceiling. A girl was standing in the corner of the room facing the wall. She wore a white dress, her head lowered. She was sofly laughing, chuckling. As soon as I heard her insane humor I fell down on my butt and crawled as far away as possible. The next time I looked up at her she was cautiously turning around to face me.
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!" The girl let out a high pitch shriek. Her face was gruesomly disfigured. She had no eyes and dry, bloody lips. The girl had powder-white skin and gnarled hair. She outstretched her hand and came stumbling over to me. Screaming for help, I ran as fast as I could.
"Please, leave me alo-" As if on cue, I crashed into a wall. The girl's wicked smile penetrated my soul. Tears streamed down my face as I tried to compose myself. This is just a dream. This is just a dream. "Wake up!" I wailed. The girl was only two meters away. Her nails looked like claws. Now that I was closer to her, I noticed her peeling skin. In some areas she didn't have skin at all, just bare bone.
The girl lunged and grabbed hold of me. Her teeth and sharp nails tore at my skin. I tried to struggle free but my efforts were of no use. My head slammed against the wall; my vision turning to small specks. Is this how I go? Will this room be my place of rest?
Inspired by: A story I am in the middle of writing :)
