The Arrival
"Woah another spooky Mormon hell dream!" I murmur getting up.
I've known for a long time that he was coming. But today was different. He closer, not too close but close enough to cause my stomach to flip at the sight of my boarded up windows. Thought their secure from my constant attempts of escape, I still felt that the forest surrounding my sanctuary wasn't thick enough.
Moving closer to the window, though I can't see the droning Machine I feel the deep groaning of his Yellow Ford Cortina. Sometimes I think I'm going insane, maybe I'm imagining it, it could be the wind.
A bang at the door.
I freeze.
Scuttling forwards to the door and after a mental/moral battle with myself. I fling it open to witness a butchered pomegranate strewn across my front porch.
I flinch.
Memories drag me into a world of my imagination. I can't breath and my vision is hijacked by red' cyan and green. I walk forwards and pick up one side. It's dirty and covered in pine needle.
I laugh.
It's probably a warning, a sign a message but I'm too damn peeved, self-absorbed and anxious. Again a rumble closer, clearer, more distinct. Feeling hysteria, I know I'm being circled and fast. He couldn't be stopped.
The car swerved towards me striking a tree brutally. If he was normal he would be dead. But no. Never. He won't stop. I can't be helped.
He got out, his slit throat glistening in the sunlight.
"You hid well Lass, but I've found you know. GAME OVER."
I've known for a long time he was coming and now he was here.
I wrote this in a English class for creative writing and my teacher told my it gave her nightmares but i don't really see it as gory or anything.
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