Stitches
Inside,
Deep down,
Where blood flow,
For a while.
A gash,
No a scar,
That one,
Can't bear,
For along while.
Swollen,
Fat,
Red circles,
Around that.
A pain,
Eating out your inside,
Crawling through your intestines,
But what could it be?
A glass,
A torn,
Or even a piece of tree.
A burning sensation,
Creeping within,
Closing your eyes,
To make it flee.
Calling your mommy,
In pain,
You weep,
Seeking what has afflicted thee.
Caressing it did Mom,
As her long,
Finger nails,
Reached out grabbing yee.
You screamed,
Then shout,
Banging the doors,
Thinking 'she wouldn't let me out.'
All because,
A little split,
Deep in the skin,
Revealing a piece,
What the weeping woman seek.
So there you lay,
Dead,
In your own blood,
Not realizing it,
Until you heard your mom’s screech.
Written by: Jessica T.A Smithen
The accident
The wind was gentle but chilly at first. Out of the blue, the bright flashes of lightning lit up the dark night sky, immediately followed by the roar of thunder.
Just a day before Halloween Zack Migel, Peter and Christipher decided to mess with the 'spiritual realm.'
Christipher was a mixed guy. His eyes reflected the sun. Regardless if they were a muddy color. His lips were tinted blush. Jawline concreting. He had bristly eyebrows. He had a hawkish nose, defined cheekbones. He was very adventurous and had a deep voice, which was almost ominous.
His hair laid back in two Braids. Equal to one another, baby hair flawless. Despite the fact he was a boy he still had a little feminine look to him.(he straight)
The jokingly dispatched the Ouija. It started off by them asking random questions. They were getting all sorts of gibberish, plus words spelled out. Just kind of scaring them for fun, not taking it very seriously, for all Megan wasn't present. . She seemed to not act out at her parents house. Which was a big bonus.
Suddenly, the pointer started moving rapidly around . Going too fast to spell out words. Peter became terrified. Relinquishing. Taking his hand of the planchette.(which we both know was a big mistake)
There were generally a lot of small things such as footsteps above them, distance whispering and even cackling. The door kept swinging open on its own. Peter eventually decided to leave, But the front door was bolted shut.
The creepiest part was that a they saw a black apparition, walking down on the stairs. Christipher glanced at what Peter was freaking out at,"Holy CRAP!" Just as Zack,Migel and himself took their hands off of the planchette.
The Ouija Board went flying across the room into everlasting darkness. As if some magnetic field drew it.
The hair on their arms and backs of their necks stood high. Then their gaze slowly moved forward, slightly to the right. Where a Crash sound a rose.
The apparition moved from the stairs as they stood paralyzed. The Electricity failed. Flickered. Then shot back on. A tentacled man was dressed in a dark jet black business outfit. He had a blank expression. No eyes, no mouth or nose. Disappearing into the abyss he a rose.
A burning sensation a rose on the arm of Christipher. It appeared to be a deep scratch on his wrist, not bleeding but bright red as if fresh. The pain lingered, getting intense as another warm sensation digged into his back. He sprang up holding his back."My back. My Back. It burns!"
Zack concerned checked his back to see three claw marks that went pretty deep."Dang ," Migel muttered. Peter didn't seemed to be terrified. Managing to calm down both Peter and Christipher.
Continuing on with the game. "Can we stop playing now?" Migel asked a loud, continuing,"cause Peter look like he finna take a shit right there."
Zack nodded looking at Peter who sat in a corner shaking. Seconds later Christipher muttered under his breath,"Do you see what I see?"
Migel looked up once they had successfully ended the game. "PETER DO NOT MOVE!"
Peter began to freak out. Forgetting how to breath he gasped for breath as DARK FIGURE climbed from above him. It lifted him up in the air.
The temperature decreased. Zack called out to Peter as he rushed to get a crucifix. Chanting “The blood of Jesus! The blood of JESUS!” He propel with force. Peter caught it and began to say the Our Father pray. The demon Chanted in Latin. Cracking up with laughter, dropping him forcefully to the ground. For their faith in Christ was little.
The figure didn’t acknowledge them. At least not yet. It instead walked or moved in a certain way. As if it was walking in circles slowly… without really walking.
The guys rushed to Peter as the figure vanished out of sight. He hit the ground with a tod. Crying in pain for his leg. Blood gushed from it. He seemed to fell on a glass. It penetrated deeply. "Let me take a look,"Migel requested. As he took of his shirt to such up some of the blood. "He alright mate?" Christipher questioned with concern in his voice."No... He might need Stitches,"Migel answered.
"Crap. Crap. Crap. What to do man. This is getting violent,"Zack said as he dug his head into his hands."First call the Ambulance. Then move the heck out,"Christipher command.
"I spent all my money I work hard for. I can't just go to my parents. And say Dad I need money cause my house demon possessed. He gonna think I am a psycho," Zack said narrowing his eyes.
"It's not my fault you just moved in without finding out the background stories,"Christipher cursed.
"Would you two CC's just stop the marriage ceremony and call the Dang Ambulance. Peter would bleed out!" He commanded stripping them on the verge of argument.
"Fine!!!" They both said at the same time. Zack ambled to find the phone. Coming up successful to the ambulance arriving minutes later. Asking how he fell and which parts he may have injured. Migel was studying to be a doctor but he went on to something different a year before the finals.
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LEGIONS INSIDE
HorrorLEGIONS INSIDE" is a novel based on a scripture verse Luke 8:30 kjv And Jesus asked him, saying, What is thy name? And he said, "Legions, because we are many." Megan and Zack, was a young engaged couple which moved into a house unknowing to the...
