I wished that I had not fallen asleep or black out, each time I returned to darkness, it seemed hell always had to break loose. I was lying on a bed that had some rusty old blood on it. The room seemed familiar, it's when the first time I actually met my crazy psycho mom. The cannibalistic inhuman like woman was on top of me while restraining my hands and feet with her limbs and weight. I felt so weak since I just woke up like seconds ago.
My senses regained and gasoline can be scented which perk up my fear adrenaline real quick. Mother appeared holding a knife. I was suprised that she didn't tie me up. I just can bolt out of the room when this ghoul vanishes off me.
"I never thought your life is still beating after some precious time we had." Mother snarls.
"Why is this being on top of me?!" I demanded.
"Have you other versions of legends of me? Got killed on Halloween and turned into a human-eating entity after being hit by a fu-" I cut her off by saying. "Foster mom told me that, the EXACT same night where you were killed by Oscar, Jasmine, Melanie, La-"
She then got really provoked when her face turned more like the figure where she died (Intestines hanging down and both of her eyes were stabbed) even I can feel strong froid coming off of her. Her presence grew more intensified into a room you doing want to be alone at all. "YOU STUPID LITTLE SHIT!" She shrieks on top of her lungs making the walls vibrate. "DON'T MENTION THEIR FUCKING NAMES, FUCKING BACKSTABBING ASSHOLES! THEY ARE THE ONES WHO STABBED ME TO BLOOD MURDER!" Chains appeared on her then the other version of the Bloody Ghost vanished. She whipped me near my ankle which caused me to sit up in agony. The next whip was at the shoulder. I screamed in pain then got off the bed and rushed to the door. Once I turned the knob, it was locked somehow.
"Shit!" I uttered and started bashing it.
LASH! Mother struck me again, it was the middle of my back. I lost my balance and I crumbled to the floor. She made me flip over and gave me three fists to snack on. I had an allergic reaction to that, my lip was swollen and bloody. I am definitely allergic to my mother.
"S...Stop...Stop," I begged weakly while coughing and spitting up bit of blood in the process.
"I hate babies!" Mother said with a displeasment. "It seems you are not suffering enough." She chuckled. "Let me end it right now. If you're still alive, you'll be my next fit."
"I don't deserve this, mom!" I cried. "Do you think I deserved of what you had done to get killed?" Then I saw a spark ignited in her hand.
"You better have fast reaction skills and stand tall, girl." Says Kaitlyn, "otherwise you'll be first one to burn than the bed." My eyes suddenly widen when I figured what I knew what's going to happen next.
"Please don't! I plead. The flame was thrown down onto the ground and that sparked turned into a flaming canvas in a second. I screamed while the fire blistered my skin. Mother was no longer to be in sight. I quickly grabbed the door knob, so I could yank myself up. My back felt excruciating. I knew I got to react fast before I was going to burn to death.
Then the window suddenly opened by itself. I rushed towards it and climbed near the ledge. The walls, the floor, the furniture in the room was burning in agony. My clothes are still on fire. I looked down to see snow at the bottom while a blizzard was taking place.
I felt a shove on my shoulders and I slide off from the ledge of the window. I shrieked so loud and face plummeted into the powdered layers of snow. The fire was extinguished, however, the sting was still erupting. It was dark as midnight and a blizzard was swirling. I guess I was unconscious for the longest time.
I got back up again even though I wanted to be buried by the snow. I started to walk around the house and began sprinting onto the road. Lights were up ahead and saw a figure of a plow. I was at the edge of collapsing at this point, but I stood my ground.
The breaks from the plow were heard and the truck grew to a stop. The flashing orange lights can be heard. The driver came out and his immediate reaction was sweeping me off my feet and husking me away into that truck. I was in the backseat lying down.
"Jesus Christ, girl, why were in that house? Trying to kill yourself?" He asks.
"No." I groaned while I twitched. "I was kidnapped by some woman and woke up in that house. She light it on fire then vanished." The man seemed to expressed the looks of terror on his face. "I never thought this was real. All the stories of why this street with half mile or mile was desolated seemed to be true."
"She has been stalking me for two years." I uttered, trying not to move so much because of the pain.
"I am taking you to the hospital as fast as we can. We are less than ten minutes. What is your name, girl?" He asks.
"Laila Lonha."
The hospital took me in emergence care. The took x-rays and saw I need operations to repair my spine and possibly my body because it was destroyed, it looks like a corpse just like me.
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Stay Awake
HorrorIt was never Laila Lonha's intention to be an accidental child of a woman serial killer. Police found a crying newborn baby stranded in the woods. She was escorted into foster care with loving parents. 'A Halloween field trip to the haunted ho...