Stop, Stop.. the words he kept screaming. I just sat there and stared. A man about 6 foot standing there stabbing my brother. I can't do anything, my body is numb. The man, with an expressionless face looks at me. His face turns to a grin. As my brother falls to the ground bleeding the man pulled the knife out and looked at me. Out of nowhere he disappeared. Darkness filled the room. My eyes close and then open. I'm awake in my bed. "It was just a nightmare" I say to myself. I look over at my alarm clock. The clock reads 3:33 am. Just as I looked away from the clock the window busted open. I jump out of fear, but then I look and see that it was just my cat playing with the hinges again. My window has a spring lock on it, and if you hit it the wrong way the window will just fly open. As I walk over to my window. I look outside. My body freezes. A face, like the one I saw in my dream looking back at me. I slammed the window shut and closed my curtains. I grab my pocket knife that I got from my father before he died. I pull open the sharpest blade. The one I use to hunt with. The blade is stained with deer blood. I don't like going hunting, but my older brother, Jake drags me along with him. Even though I am sixteen, and he's eighteen doesn't mean he can drag me around everywhere and do things I don't like. He's the only one who takes care of me. My father died of cancer when I was 14. My mother got so depressed after dad died she took her own life. It was rough. In and out of foster homes for 2 years until my brother turned 18. He decided to buy his own house and let me live with him.
I walk to my door and open it. The light from my lamp shines in the dark hallway. I walk downstairs. I start looking around the living room when suddenly I hear a scream. A white and red mist hits me and my eyes go dark. The next thing I know I feel my arms tingle. "It's ok, It's ok" someone whispers in my ear. I try to open my eyes. They feel like they are glued shut. A burning sensation starts in my left leg. The smell of death fills the air. A flash of light appears on my eye lids. Then suddenly everything is back to normal. I run to my room but before I reach the hallway. My brother stops me. He just stares at me for a second. "What is going on" he says. "I...I..." I say but words won't exit my mouth.
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Possessing Lost Souls
Horror16 year old, Lucas Williams is faced with a man who keeps creeping into his dreams. Lucas try's to figure out who the man is. But it's too late...