Prologue:
I'm afraid to be alone. I can't take the silence.. or the darkness that envelops me at night. I'm scared to be alone with myself...my thoughts.
I let out a sigh of relief as I slide the tiny razor across my wrist. Beautiful red blood spills out of the incision.
"What's wrong with me?!"
I make 3 more cuts.
I fall to my knees on the cold bathroom floor.
It's only 8:00 pm on a Saturday. I should be doing what every teenage girl is doing. But I can't. He won't let me. I'm stuck here, where I'll have to soon face the endless hours of being alone..
I'm okay...for now..
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Slave to the Darkness
HorrorIvy Childers is only 15 and a slave to dark creatures that hurt her constantly. Her family slaughtered a few years back, she has absolutely no one. The darkness took her in as one of their own. Although in order to be the darkness slave she must con...
