THE TRAP OF THE MAGIC WOMAN

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by QueenOfDarkenDreams

by QueenOfDarkenDreams

I remembered seeing him standing beside the magic woman. I could feel the changes in the air, the wetness of fog and mist touching my face. It wasn't long I started getting streams of memories that kept pulling on my mind like something or someone had been trying to warn me something was about to take place, not to trust these that are standing around me, because I have been played by them before.

Everywhere I would look, I would feel their side glances of them watching my every move, I felt their hate and anger because they don't like my faith in the God of heaven, they don't believe in something like THEE. They hated me so badly but I didn't know how to change their minds about how they are feeling towards me. The one who haunts me in all the darken dreams loves to watch me bleed. Dark Angel is a prison in my mind.

I remember that cold September night when he had taken me down without warning, he had been watching me for many long agonizing years, he found ways to plot out my life as I slept in painful wounder, but when I had woken up from this nightmare I just went on about my life. Soon I started seeing those eyes of people I had seen in my dreams, I thought how could that be? I was only having dreams, and people in dreams can not come to real life. Just the thoughts of it brought me so much fright, I started looking around more often than I ever had before.

Because of something that moves my spirit to let me know I must take cohen, that something evil is lurking around, that itself had given me so much fright for my life. It was on a cold night in September, I was walking home from a partying with some of my friends to walking me to the new state away from where I used to have lived because from what I have learned from my life things was always a place of darkness, and that must be how Dark Angel started haunting me in all my dreams.

But on that night as I was walking home, Dark Angel jumped out of the dark and taken me brutality down, all I could remember about that night was the pain I felt that came from behind. I don't know if he had beaten me with something, but when I came into, I was lying down on my own bed in my own bedroom, yet my body was beaten, I had marks all over my body and I had rose dust all over me and candles where lit. I would see black roses lead all over my bed and the floor.

But how could this be? I know I didn't go home with anyone, that's when I would hear a voice calling out my name. "Moonlight, Moonlight, I know you remember me." I got so scared, I stayed in my bed pushing my covers over my head, thinking it will go away, I know it all sounds so crazy, I started screaming out for it or what to leave me alone.