The Carnival (A CREEPYPASTA FAN FICTION)

Chapter 13

     Knock Knock Knock

     I didn't say a word, I couldn't say a word. All I knew was I definitely couldn't open that door. What if it was that man trying to get in. I froze when the knocking started again. I hope who ever it was went away.

     "Come on Thorn I know your in there. It's time for dinner, me and Charlie really really want you there." I sighed in relief, it was just Sally. I looked down at myself, blood was still dripping from my hand, and all I was wearing was a towel.

"I'll be right out Sally." I tried to sound confident but it just came out in a whisper.

"Alright I'll wait right here for you." She said, as I heard her sit down if front of my door.

I sighed because now I knew I had to go to this dinner. Slowly I got up, and walked over to that wheel barrow. I grabbed the first this I saw and put it on, wincing ever so often. I hadn't realized he'd left bruises on me. In the wheel barrow I also found a first aid kit and some water. I wasn't going to go back to bathroom so I opened the window on the other side of the room, and stuck my hand out. I cleaned it with the water and the little rubbing alcohol I found. I found some gauze and some tape, and put it on so hopefully no one would notice my hand was bleeding. I pulled the long sleeves over my hand, just to be sure.

Slowly I crept to the full length mirror, my eyes were all red and puffy, my hair was more of a mess then it usually was, and the clothes I was wearing Damien would definitely hate me for. I didn't dare use the brush that that man put in the wheel barrow, it would only make my hair more frizzy then it already it. I sighed, and moved away from the mirror. I could no longer look at myself.

Quickly I moved towards the door, no longer wanting Sally to wait any more. I turned the door knob, and saw that innocent little girl sitting and playing with her teddy bear. As soon as I stepped out she stopped, and looked up at me with those eyes. She grabbed my hand, and dragged me through the halls. I hope she drags me back, because I'm not going to remember my way back.

Soon enough we arrived at what I think is a dinning room. There's one long table in the pale gray room. No pictures hung on the plain walls that went up at least 90 feet, which seemed a little excessive. The floors were a polished wood, if I was alone and I was just wearing socks I'd be sliding all over this floor. As I was looking around the room I hadn't realized that everyone had stopped talking to look at me. When I did notice everyone was even more silent, if that was even possible. Making sure my arm was covered, I waved.

     "H-hello." I couldn't even fake being confident. Then all of a sudden this man slammed his hands violently on the table.

     "What the FUCK is SHE doing here!!" He cried in outrage. His wide eyes stared at me in rage, his mouth was carved into a smile but I knew he was anything but. His hands gripped the table, shaking with rage. He looked from me to Slenderman, getting more and more frustrated the more time pasted. "She was going to KILL us!" He ran towards me with a dangerous look in his eyes. I put my hands in front of my face and closed my eyes, waiting for the blow. But it never happened.

     Slowly I opened my eyes, the man who was going to attack me was pinned down by... Laughing Jack. What the hell. Without saying anything I sit in the closest seat to me, which coincidently was the farthest seat from anyone else. It was quiet again, Slenderman placed down the food for everyone. Once we started eating people start whispering. I didn't dare look up at anyone.

     It was tomato soup and grilled cheese. I used to make it for Rose, it was her favourite meal. I stared at the food for a while before I got up and walked away, no one objected. I just couldn't stomach eating the food. I aimlessly walked the halls, forgetting where my room was. I lost track of time. I couldn't see the sky, for there were no windows. And I didn't have a watch, they had taken my beautiful gold pocket watch my grandfather gave me. I missed my family, sure they were dead but I miss them even more here.

      It felt like hours, I couldn't walk anymore. The more I walked the more lost I got. I decided to just sit down, but longer I sat the tireder I got. I decided just to close my eyes for a minute, drifting into memories.

I want to thank everyone whose read, liked, commented, and shared this story! (Even though the first couple chapters aren't that good) I just wanted to say that I have an Instagram @whattheheck6669 for the couple people who have asked me for it.