My Shadow

Chapter 23:

While we were finishing the movie Zach and I commented how hot the chics and guys were in the movie. It was pretty awesome having a pan-sexual boyfriend, I myself am bi-sexual. Why are they all so sexy!!??? I eventually get up and go to the kitchen to make popcorn. I opened the cabinets and saw the popcorn on the top shelf. I got on my tippy-toes and tried getting it down, of course I failed. I felt arms wrap around my me and a face nuzzling into my neck. I smiled, turned around and hugged Zach. He picked me up and set me on the counter. He proceeded to get the popcorn and set it down beside me. He slowly looked at my feet then to my eyes he gazed into them and bit his lip. I broke I contact and looked at my legs, than up at his lips. He leaned forward to me hestitated as if asking permission I tilted my head slightly as if to say yes, and closed my eyes. I felt warmness pressed againist mine. My mind went blank and my stomach just felt like someone threw a lit match at a fireworks stand. Butterflies are defiantly an understandment. I felt him smile against my lips I returned the smile. I pulled away and we just looked at each other. There was a silence; Then Zach said, "I am making you a sandwhich!" "Yayyy!" He is so amazing he is the complete opposite of feminist. We ate the sandwhiches and somehow it was three p.m. I looked at him and asked, "Wanna play video games?" He was completely estatic.

"I totally beat you!" "Na-uh!" He protested. "Psh, okay." I yawned, "The doctor said you would get sleepy quickly." "Yeah," I said with my eyes getting heavy. I leaned over on Zach and before I knew, I was sound asleep. I heard a buzzing sound and opened my eyes, I felt a chest moving up and down. I saw a screen light up. My Girl. My heart snapped in not half but probably thirteen pieces. I read what he was sending. 'I know and I'm sorry. I just dont think we were going to last any way. I'm sorry but this is goodbye." I realized what happened and I felt relief and drifted off again.

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  There I was, just shopping around the supermarket.  I had a tiring day and was ready to go to bed.  I went to go pay for my groceries and then left to put them in my car.  I had a dog food bag in my basket and I was having trouble lifting it.  A man, who was a pretty big, came over to help me. Wordlessly he picked it up and put it in my car.  I told him thank you and went to go return the shopping cart when I came back he was still there.  I opened my mouth to say something and he grabbed me and threw me in the trunk of a car.   Right before he closed the hood he knocked me out.

When I woke up I was strapped to a table and had a gag in my mouth.  I could turn my neck a little and I saw medical tools. Knives, scallops, scissors, sewing kit, gloves and tissues.  I was feeling a little woozy.  I heard foot steps and the man was there.  He walked up to me and said, "I am sorry it has to be this way but you look to much like her." I couldn't understand what that meant.  He started mumbling and I could make our most of what he was saying.  "Her hair the same color red, her eyes have that blue tint with a hint of hope in her eyes, her teeth have that same crooked shape...... she has to go." I panicked I have to go?!?!    What did he mean by that? 

He started picking up the tools and cleaning them slowly.  I was terrified.  He started mumbling again, " Soon, not yet, but soon."  He left the room and came back with food.  He layed it down on a the table beside me next to the medical tools.  He sat down and slowly untied my gag.  I couldn't speak, I had no idea why but I couldn't.  He got a scoopfull of what looked like mashed potataos and put it in my mouth I chewed and swallowed.  He kept feeding me until there was no food left and then he gave me water to drink.  I couldn't understand why he was doing this but I was happy that he was at least feeding me.  He pit the gag back on and soon the room became blurry there must have been some medicine in that.  I couldn't remember what it was called but, I knew it made you drowsy. 

  I fell asleep quickly and then I woke up, well at least I thought I did.  I saw myself laying there motionless and the man was standing beside me.  He first picked up the scallop and held it to the light to examine it.  Then he  picked up a roll of tape and taped my eyelids open.  He took the scallopand headed to my eyes.  He toke them out slowly, with each vein popping making sickly noises.  I gasped, he is tearing me apart painfully and enjoying it yet hating it.  Once he pulled both of my eyes out he went to the other side of the room and grabbed a jar full of eyes like mine and put mine in.  I realized with complete and utter terror, I'm not the first one he has done this to! There were many other people too! 

  He next took the scissors and trimmed off my beautiful red hair.  It wasn't that bad compared to before but it horrified me when I finally was able to float or glide to the other side of the room.  I saw shelves and shelves full of ungodly things.  He was going to make me part of his collection!   I turned around and saw him now taking the knife and cutting through my chest.  Blood was going every where veins exploding and now I saw it.  My heart.  He cut it out almost rhythmically, but then again he has done this before many, many times before. 

   I would have been vomiting my guts out but it seemed like I couldn't do anything but watch.  He finally manger to grasp my heart and he ripped it out.  I was... I have no idea how to describe it... paralyzed.  Reality hit me, I'm dead.  I was murdered to be exact, the same way as all the other people he killed.   He still wasn't done though.  I have no idea how a person could be so violent and sick minded.   How much more could I take?  Next he chopped off my ears, there was little blood though, because I was dead.  Next he cut me wide open exposing all of my organs. Then he started cutting my ribs out in what seemed almost in packages.  He picked up my limp, lifeless body and put me in a locked, frozen room with other dismembered bodies.  About twenty others to be exact.  The man left and locked the door,  grabbed my ribs and walked away. 

  My spirit followed him into a kitchen to my horror he put them into a pan, turned on the oven and started spicing, slicing, and tenderizing my ribs.  The oven went off and in there went my ribs.  I watched them cook slowly and could smell the air.  It wasn't unpleasant, it was actually very pleasant.  That sickened me.   My ribs were finally done and he pulled them out and set them on the stove.  They cooled for thirty minutes and he finally came to get them.  He pulled out a knife, fork, sauce and plate.  My ribs were placed on a plate and he took them and sat down.  He did the most unimaginable, horrifying, unpleasant thing.  He ate my ribs.

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I woke up screaming, covered in sweat. I couldn't breathe. I knew that wasn't me, but it was in a way. I was completely horrfiying I looked down and saw blood on my hands. I let an even more ear piercing scream. I was covered in blood. Zach ran down the hall into the living room he looked at me and gasped.