*Credit to Cait M**D****d on facebook*
6 days
6 nights
It never once took her by surprise.
She knew it was coming
She knew the plan
Insanity was her only friend
Day 1:
It had been horrible. I couldn't stand there... I couldn't be the bad guy. I ran home, crying my eyes out. How could I have avoided this.
Night 1: I wasn't going to stop. Something like me shouldn't be alive. I grabbed my razor and headed out without a single goodbye to anyone. The pain. The sting of the blade on my wrists. It went away. The shadow stood over me watching me as I get weaker. He told me dying, is only an illusion. Nothing but a fake hope.
Day 2: They are looking at me. I am not doing anything wrong. I walk like a robot, I speak in a quiet whisper. I stare at the wall refusing to look anywhere else.
Night 2: He told me good job. He said I had done well today and was proud. I feel he may be the light to guide me away from this pit of despair. Or perhaps push me deeper.
Day 3: They think I am weird. They haven't seen anything yet. I was only trying to be friendly.
Night 3: He told me they can't see the beauty of my soul. He always knows what to say.
Day 4: The teacher was taking away all I worked for. I was only trying to speak to the other classmate and she got angry. How dare she get angry. I was only trying to be nice.
Night 4: He told me that the only way for people to listen to me is to show I am bigger. I will. I shall go out and force her to be as kind as me. Then after return to his caring embrace.
Day 5: We have a supply teacher. I wonder I wonder where Mrs Sully could be. She refused to listen. They all do! They rejected me into the arms of someone who understands me. This isn't my fault anymore. It's theirs. I must make them see it's their fault.
Night 5: He told me I am beautiful. He said I have gone far to the edge for what I live for. He said tonight shall be extra special. He gave me a sheet of paper and told me to follow the directions. He said tonight is the most important of them all. I must go... He needs me.
Day 6: Everyone is going berserk. Some crying, some walking around like an inflated balloon. Not one of them looks at me. I smile nice and big at them but they turn away. Why must they be so difficult? I was only trying to be nice. It's too quiet here. He taught me how to fix that.
Night 6: I was sitting and watching my tv, that was put on already when I got home. It was playing the news
Headline: "School fire may finally be under control. 6 teens still inside as well as 2 teachers" I smiled. He was standing there behind me. I felt his cool hands on my shoulders. I just had to ask.
"What's your name"
He responded
"Insanity"
Before sweeping me away into the dark abyss. I smiled.
YOU ARE READING
Spookyness
Short StoryA book about anything creepy or scary(but mainly scary stories). Here we won't be having any of that typical crap. Stories in here will be completely original. Anything from stories to cults to possessed dolls. If you find something you deem Spooky...