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For the duration of my pregnancy, the space became slowly bigger and more elaborate. A gramophone in the background always played the same unsettling tune over and over but i didn't mind. It was a safe heaven. The worries from outside world lost all of their sway here. Eventually, i list all care in the real world, too. I faked insomnia and got a prescription for sleeping pills. I pretended they didn't work and i got heavier ones. I slept at work , and even got fired. It wasn't a big deal, anyways. I was a gas station clerk. I was evicted from my apartment. So i took my mattress and spent my days sleeping in a shelter. I was always hungry , but chose to sleep rather than eat. My pills became so expensive , so i just stole horse tranquillizers from my druggie roommate. She didn't need them,anyways. She had three kids to worry about.

          In the last month until my due date , the voice began to talk again. He said not to worry about how he'd turn out. He said he was unaffected by whatever i put in my body. I love my baby.

           On the last day until my due date, there was a new mirror in my room. He said that this was our last addition , and that this would be our last time speaking. He said i would die in childbirth tomorrow , but not to worry. This is my new home. I happily accepted the news. I love my baby.

        I looked in the mirror. My teeth were black and my eyes were blooshot. My hair were stringy brown and my bones were hollow. I realised this was how I looked when i was awake. My baby was born on 6th june 2k16. He was destined for greatness. Later on , i heard something about him,becoming sinister, but it didn't matter. A mother loves her child,and everything the child gives her. A mother accepts her baby for everything he is.

I LOVE MY BABY.....

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