~The Next Morning
I stayed up all night that night. The dream stayed in my mind all throughout the night and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was watching me. Paranoid? Just a lot.
I turned on every light I could find. I was acting very childish for being seventeen. Oh wait.. Todays my birthday!! Well this is one way to start it. The day I become an adult I start acting six all over again. Good job , Alexa.
Realizing school starts in half an hour, I decided to take a quick ten minute shower. I closed my eyes and stood under the warm water, letting it stream down my body.
It slowly started to get warmer.. though I dont know why? Im not touching the handle.. slowly, I open my eyes to see steam spreading throughout the room.
What in the…
I’m not exactly the type of person to take hot showers. Warmish water yes but not steaming.
I reach my hand down to turn it off but its scalding hot and I jump back screaming in pain. Before the water can boil me to death I jump out ,wrap a towel around myself, and go to yell for my mom.
Considering the events happening to me today, not so surprisingly, she barges in before I get the chance to call for her.
I stumble backward in shock, clutching at my heart.
“Could you not!!” I yelp.
“ what happened dear, we heard you yell??” she asks worriedly ignoring my protest.
“ I can’t turn off the water, it burned me!”
I watch edgily as she saunters toward the shower faucet. Not hesitating, she reaches down and shuts off the water.
Sighing she asks “was that so hard? Stop being so dramatic because it’s you birthday. You’re eighteen sweetie, not five.”
I open my mouth to protest, but she simply walks out of the room closing the door behind her.
I look around. There is no steam anywhere. The mirror is completely dry. I look closely at my hand to find that there is not even a trace of a burn.
The lights flicker and I hear the banshees scream again. A note is on my bathroom sink.
‘ HELP ME, ALEXA’
who is this and what do they want…
a chill sweeps over me and I watch my normally dark blue/green eyes turn to ice as a ghostly whisper sinks into my saying, “ Happy birthday… it will be your last.”
A/N Hey guys. first i would like to thank you for reading. i know my stories have alot of editing issues and im sorry. I also know that this particular story is ver mainstream so far and probably boring because im not going into details or anything yet but i promise i will word it better in the up coming chapters and that the dailog will be worth it. also if you want a better story look up chosen ones. out of the two i made so far i like that one the best . love ya! cote!
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the woods.
Terrormy life was normal, average teenage girl. then the dreams came. they lead me to the woods and the viscous creatures that lived there. and after trying to save a girl from a terrifying fate, I end up in her place. How can I survive?
