Chapter 1

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I could feel the pointy touch of deaths finger upon my soul, as if going right through me.

People don't get what I see, explaining is just to much.

I don't see ghosts or anything supernatural I just see ways of death getting me, clawing at me.

I've already lost you and it's time for death to catch me, but I'm going to fight first.

Nicolas was captured two days ago, I could feel death getting tired of him, just waiting to ponce on his next victim.

The thought was just to impaling for me to just keep thinking about. Memories flashed right in front of me. I could feel myself as if falling to my knees.

I screamed.

I woke up to a red flashing light, it was my dad in the ambulance with me.

"She's losing to much blood" a nurse said to the other nurse who was furthest away from me, I started to panic thinking death would pay me a little visit.

I could feel myself hyperventilating, then I stopped.

Tangled cords connected from the bedside table to my mouth,the room was pale white as if snow.

"MARY" my best friends Mickie and Serena said with excitement.

"OMG YOU CAME TO SEE ME!!!" i replied trying to sound calm but happy at the same time.

"why wouldn't we" serena replied cheerfully for some reason mickie didn't seem to care to much. Then my happiness just faded away all thanks to Mickie.

"You can go home now dear" the nurse kindly smiled, my stuff was packed I was ready to get out of there.

"Thank you" my weak face tried to smile but just couldn't.

I walked out of the door of the hospital with my suit case making a clinking sound as I dragged it down the stairs.

"Here she is" my dad picked me up trying to spin me around.

"Don't I still don't feel the best and I'm not 5 anymore dad" I said angrily but my face was just to weak to make any facial expressions.

My dad grabbed my suitcase off me

"If your still to sick you can't be aloud to drag this thing behind you"

I just didn't have the strength to care and I walked slower just so I couldn't make any facial expressions at him or talk to him.

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