Lost of Hope (Lela)

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October 23, 1992

Another day, Today was different I felt like I was at rock bottom. There was no one to turn to, No one to talk to, life felt empty. I'm trying to figure out what's wrong with me but nothing is adding up. I need help. Not hospitality or attention, I just need help.

I asked the nurse when I am able to leave and she said when I am better. NOTHING IS WRONG WITH ME, that bitch told me to stay until someone tells me there is nothing wrong but they aren't feeling what I'm feeling. I don't understand.

10:00 pm

Usually, I go to sleep at 8:00 pm because I love my beauty sleep but this time it's different. Everytime I close my eyes...I see her, Rose. The bloody dress is stuck in my head, she is following me. There is no escape from the terror of Rose. She gives me goosebumps, She is a figure non like other. Her dark presence...I see her everywhere, In my head....On the door.....In my reflection....Sometimes I feel her next to me. Sometimes, I could hear her demonic laughter running in my ear and staying there forever.

12:00 pm

It's been two hours...I still see her. Her spirit is still near me...she is in the hospital....with me. The more I think the more I think I'm going insane. Am I crazy, Is this all in my head, Are what the doctors say true? I need an answer.

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