*WARNING: GORE, BLOOD, VIOLENCE, AND DEPRESSION COMING!!*
I heard a very familiar voice "Nathaly?..." that voice... "Nathaly, look at me...." Could it be?...i felt a bit of happiness in me ...but as I looked behind me I felt fear consume me.......because what stood there...is...
Clarice...her body covered in blood...her chest and stomach ripped open revealing some of her ribs and some of her guts "Why did you do this to me? i thought that we're friends?" She said as she reached for me. I backed away in fear. Tears then started flowing from my eyes I kept hearing voices..calling me...insulting me......telling me things that harmed me...making me feel so...hated... "Stop it!! Shut up!!! Stop it!! Please!!! Make it stop!!" I screamed , holding my head as tears and blood flowed on my cheeks, mixing as every drop of tears and blood hit the floor
I clutched my head harder as the voices grew louder, more violent and more painful. I gripped my hair, trying to block all the sounds in my head.
I cried and cried as memories of the fire and my parents flashes in my head. "SHUT UP!! IM SORRY!! PLEASE!! SHUT UP!! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!! SHUT UP!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs over and over again. I couldn't take it anymore, the voices were still geoing louder, their insults slowly taking my sanity!
until..........I couldn't take it.....
The words pushed me to my limits.....
I started laughing for no reason.....
I snapped......
I lost it....
I lost the only thing that I was holding on to......
The only thing that was keeping me happy and safe...
My laughter echoed through the dark and endless place....
I was still clutching my head and tears and blood were still rolling down my cheeks. I was grinning like a mad man... "ha...hahaha...hahahah!! now i know!! Life is just a joke!!! Isn't it!? Haha....ha....so...it also means...their love is a joke.... Their trust is a joke.....their sympathy is a joke....."
My laughter stared to die down as ny voice trailed of as I felt this dark and burning sensation in my chest. It was that one emotion that was trapped in the deepest and darkest corner of my heart...I knew what it was...I knew this feeling very well...
It was HATRED...
It wasn't towards me anymore, it was the hatred I hid my whole life, hatred in HUMANITY...
I felt someone or something wrap around my hand, it felt really familiar. I looked at my hand and saw the same black goo that She used to me before, but this time I didn't hurt...it felt amazing, like it is a part of me.
I stared at the goo for a good 2 minutes as it starts to form into something. I looked at it puzzled until it turned into a Beautiful dagger.
The handle was chiseled... It was full of beautiful vine like lines and a bunch of skulls. It's blade was sharp, and by the looks of it I think it can cut into someone's flesh cleanly and beautifully. I examined the dagger closer "what a beauty....so shiny.....sharp...and deadly dagger".I gripped the dagger firmly, it felt so nice like it was really meant for me.
The deeper I looked at the dagger the more I felt myself crave for some killing. I looke around and saw ELIJAH standing in a street.
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‡★Nightmare★‡ (On Hold)
TerrorNathaly Pensa , an 15 year old girl that lives a troubled life with a normal family. Her life is not perfect but her innocence is as white as snow. She is very happy with her family and friend........until....something happened...that changed her...