SERENITY (A Creepy Pasta Fanfiction)

Disaster.

I couldn't leave my room for the rest of the weekend. I couldn't eat, I couldn't even get out to use the bathroom. I just held it and tried to forget about it. I just stayed in my room, laying on my back and staring up at the corner of my room where a shadowy figure had been standing for the past day and a half. The figure never moved, it never spoke. It just stayed there, giving off a horrible smell that seemed like a mix of cheap wine and marijuana. It was intoxicating and I could feel the second hand high I was starting to get from it. It infested my head, it made me see things, it made me feel things. I thought for a while that the figure was there to make me start to go insane.

It would send me visions, send me messages and images directly to my mind. It made me want to cry every time it showed me something that had to do with someone in my family dying in gruesome ways. Sometimes I felt as if it was trying to convince me to do those things to my family because everytime I thought of my family dying myself, I could feel a calming vibe from him.

He, I decided it was a he, was trying to make me go insane. I could feel it. With every fiber in my body I could. I could feel myself blink in and out of comatose like states where I found myself in situations where I made people hurt. Where I made them bled. And I wanted it. Each time I woke up I felt myself itching to feel blood, itching to slice someone up. I couldn't help it. I couldn't contain the feeling.

Sunday night was my breaking point. I could tell that my dad was getting annoyed with me in my room, but I couldn't move. No matter how many times he came into my room or knocked on my door. I didn't make any effort to get up.

"Serenity, if you do not get your ass out of bed by time I get home from work I'm going to come in there and grab you out myself." and with that he left and I was alone.

There he was again, the shadow, the smells. This time I could tell that it was in a bad mood. I couldn't breathe. I felt like I couldn't move either. I was locked down. My heart started to race and I couldn't do anything besides for shake my head around. It was controlling me, it was trying to invade my mind again.

I heard a knock on the front door, I couldn't go to it. I couldn't see. I heard someone yelling from outside, it was my mom. It was Laydynn too.

No....get out of here. Please get out of here.

I started to shake and try to thrash around on my bed. The shadow took great pleasure in seeing this and then in the midst of my thrashing I saw it, the black smoke. It was hiding out just above me. It's gas slowly sank down and I could do nothing to get away. It was then I felt the air shift in the room, it was anger. The shadow hissed loudly and it almost felt like he was trying to communicate with the gas. The gas blob did nothing to stop itself from coming to me. It didn't care that the shadow began to move.

The shadow was on the hunt now, it's body contorted into a crawl and it made its way to me. I could hear sounds that I never thought a shadow could create. I heard its bones crack and it's mouth create a loud snarl as it got closer.

I screamed. It was the only thing I could do besides sit and watch. Although my screaming was useless against the two, it was enough for my mom to come inside herself. I heard her frantic calls outside. And then I heard commotion downstairs.

"Serenity, serenity! Where are you?" I heard my mother yell. I went to tell back, I was so happy, I felt relieved. But then I noticed that the gas was right infront of my face and the shadow was standing over me.

The shadow extended its arm, I could see long dark claws that protruded from its hand. It was about to slash at the gas to try and tare it apart. But then, the gas ducked down really fast and absorbed itself in my skin. I opened my mouth wide to scream but it just encouraged the gas to enter that way. I heard a shrill scream escape from the shadow that shook me to the core.  I felt my body tense up as the gas entered my lungs. It burned, I felt like my whole body was stuck in a building that was on fire. My lungs started to ache and I started to cough. My heart started to race to an almost indescribable pace until I could no longer feel it. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and my mouth and noes started to drip blood. I felt a patch of my skin on my left shoulder start to burn as if hot iron was pressed against it.

I even felt the tips of my toes feel like they were going to cumbust. Through this, I could hear the shadow throwing its fit above me. It started to wail and scream next to me and I could feel a sharp claw press it's self onto my stomach as it carved a something into it. I let out more screams and cries. And I started to try and kick. I could hear the fabric of my clothes and my skin rip as this shadow dug itself into me.

They were fighting for my body. And I could tell that either one of them was going to win, or I was going to die during their attack.