**1:20 p.m**
Sitting in pitch darkness, felt like home......Still wide awake. Everyone in the house was dead asleep... The feeling of suspense filtered my head...A feeling that had always been there, but this time it was much more stronger for some reason....
I watch out the window: the bright full moon, the people, the dark sky from above...everything...was so quiet......
Footsteps broke this silence, as I sat restlessl... Listening carefully...Listened...They were louder, coming closer, louder and louder...Suddenly the sound of footsteps stop....I listen silently.
The door knob begins to turn, and a tumble of rocks run down my spine....The door spung open....And there he was standing at the door way, staring right at me....he was nothing but a sickness in my soul...Like a virus i wanted to get rid of, but it quietly remained...
***
He does nothing but stare...
"What do you want??"
Still, nothing......A smirk lies on his face....He comes closer.
***
He came closer and closer, slowly....my heart dropped low, freezing...and now pounded louder and faster... I can hear the voice inside of me cry, but I now was just a puppet of his, a prisoner of my own life, of my own body, a script in which he played, a..... I close my eyes to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but then i felt the presence of him come even closer...when I opened my eyes back again he stood nothing less than a foot away from me...he held my arms down and whispered in my close to my ear "It'll be quick" ...then began.......my life was breaking down... ...my everything was gone.....my dignity drifting away....my life was on pause....and my body... was being played.......
~Taste your vanity, its sweet bitterness, as you hide behind your veil~~
***I don't want to see you ever again...but I'd like you to know..... "I HATE YOU!!"***
