School of Death

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Here's the Prologue for my very first Horror/Suspennse/Mystery story. I don't really know on what category I should put this but I just decided to go for Horror/ Mystery. I just want you guys to know that this is a TAGLISH story. Only the prologue is english.

Tell me what you think by commenting and if you like it, then VOTE! I know this won't be scary enough to give you goosebumps. Well, I want to say sorry for that. I'm not really the type to write this kind of story. I hate horror honestly. I just felt like writing one. HAHA! I'm a great coward, just so you know. :))

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PROLOGUE:

It was dark, scary and the only thing I’m hearing is the sound of the crickets. I know I'm in school, but I don’t know what I’m doing here in this time of hour. I should already be fast asleep in bed now but hey, I don’t really know why I’m here. Honestly, I just woke up and found myself lying on the cold concrete ground of our school and I know I’m alone… just the thought send me goose bumps.

I walked around, trying to find my way out of here. I entered the school and this time it’s a lot darker. I wanted to stay out where there is light coming from the moon but my senses tell me I should go inside.

The corridors were eerily quiet as I pass by each door. I was in school, with no lights on and no sign of any living creature. Each stride I make just makes me more nervous. I don’t know where to go and why I keep on walking when I know deep inside me….. I’m scared.

As I passed by the dance room, I heard a music. A soothing music that is so familiar to me. I always hear it whenever I watch her practice. It was the music from Swan Lake. I turned back on my heel and faced the door. I, with all care and softness, pushed the door open revealing to me a familiar girl dancing gracefully.

She was wearing a very beautiful white dress which showed her flawless back. She wasn’t fair- skinned but yet she looked amazing. Her hair was tied up in a French bun but there were few strands falling whenever she makes a turn.

I know she is ‘her’. How can I not know, she’s my sister…

I walked towards her direction. It’s been such a long time since I last saw her that’s why I miss her so much and I want to see her. But just as I was close enough to touch her………. everything stopped. Everything turned black..  Leaving me blind to my surroundings.

I stretched my arms forward to look for support. Darkness has always been one of my fears. I can stand a dim place but not a totally dark one. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I felt grateful, atleast someone came to my rescue….

“Thank--- AAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!”

I looked back…. turning to see my sister. Her hair was all over her bloody face. She was crying while laughing like some crazy maniac. Her dress ruined revealing almost half of her being, and there right on her left chest a dagger was pierced. I’m scared……

I love my sister so much but seeing her in this condition tears my heart and at the same time frightens me. I stepped back hoping to have quite a distance from her but just as I stepped back, she stepped forward. I stepped back again and she just did what she did awhile ago. I was about to step back again but I stopped midway when she spoke in such a mocking tone.

“Afraid of me, my dear sister?” she flashed me a bitter smile. “I look horrible, don’t I?”

I was not able to speak. I felt more scared because of her tone. I don’t know what I should say.. What should I say to her? Will I show pity on her? Pity for what happened to her?

“I don’t need pity, sis! I need justice!! I need justice!! He should be punished!! He should die!!!!!!!” I was taken aback by her screams and I was even more frightened when I her turned bloody red and there was this vein- like things grew on her face. She turned pale and there were more blood. I’m scared of blood! I’m scared of her!! What should I do!! Someone please save me!!!

PROPERTY OF: walking_iPOD/annejade06

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