A single drop of water trickles from the drain onto the pavement below. A distant screech of a cat can be heard in the distance, creating an eerie disquiet in the shadowed alley. The moon, though shining bright overhead, does little to illuminate this darkened corner of the city. This is not the world of singing and dancing where you go merrily on your way. This is the place of darkness and nightmares where you should never tread alone. After all, you can never truly know what is hiding around the corner.
A life filled of fear and running befalls all who live here and that alone is an inescapable reality. Few choose to tempt fate by standing alone and letting the darkness consume them. But the way I see it, that's where the fun starts.
I was born and bred here and all my life my family have warned me of the terrors that roamed the streets at night. You must think I am talking about monsters or ghosts. I am not. I am referring to a much deadlier species- mankind. Why do we portray monsters who hide under our beds to be the epitome of pure unadulterated fear? We seem to forget that the biggest horrors happen on our streets, in our cities, at the hands of humanity (or those lacking it).
I, for one, have encountered many who have suffered at the hands of evil and cruel men. I have had friends who walked home alone at night and forgot to bring their pepper spray which has led to them being robbed, molested or, in the worst cases, killed. I don't assume all men to be this way, I am no man hater. However, I despise those who are this way. Those that prowl the streets at night like a lion on the hunt looking for an innocent gazelle to make a meal of.
What I hate more though are the countless women who are blamed for the crimes of these monsters. Whether its the mothers who raised them or the young girls who were their latest victims. In this despicable city that I live in women are often considered nothing in comparison to men and are only useful for breeding and as scapegoats for the callous atrocities that many men commit and get away with.
That's why my story is unlike any others in this place. That's why I have given into the darkness. After all, what better way to overcome your fears than to become the thing that your fear fears.
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Surviving the Darkness
Mystère / ThrillerWho knows what is lurking in the dark. (I don't think this book needs to be rated as mature though there will be some dark content. However if anyone disagrees please just private message me and I will change it) Also the chapters are currently shor...
