14.10.1973, Saturday
The young girl turned her head carefully towards the hole, she was breathing heavily, her heart started racing uncontrollably, cold sweat began to form on her forehead.
It was over.
The desperate moaning got louder, she covered her ears instantly as the high pitched cries pierced her sensitive ears.
It got louder,louder, unbearably loud.
How could no one else notice?
Stinging pain went straight through her skull, blood slowly dripping from her petite nose.
It felt like a dull butter knife being pushed through her brain.
Until her vision blacked out entirely.
Her numb body fell to the side, her legs twitching like being hit by lightning.
Hundreds of voices and unruly thoughts passed her mind, those weren't her own, she couldn't recognize any of these thoughts.
Only one particular voice managed to fight it's way through the crowd, speaking to Ophelia loud and clear.
"Give me more of what I crave or no one is going to leave this house alive again"
She nodded obediently with a little too much enthusiasm, grinning insanely.
"Yes,yes! Let me serve you what you desire!"
A terrible choice was made that night.
So it began.
The large oak clock in the living room stroked 12.
Night began falling over the silent farm.
Small bare feet ran hurriedly over large muddy puddles with a splashing sound.
Mud splatters landed all over her quick legs, halting before their destination.
The rusty metal of the pliers in her hand clacked against her jacket's zipper.
Oh,how the sound of it made her toes curl into the ground but at the same time elicit such loathsome anticipation from her not so pure heart.
She made a step forwards into the barn, only the muffled sound of hooves against the wooden ground were filling the dark room.
The brunette opened the squeaking gate, entering without hesitation.
With a skilled flick of her hand she grabbed one of the sheep by its horns, tucking it's head tightly between her legs.
The poor thing was struggling to escape, yelling fearfully.
Ophelia went crazy on the inside, thoughts of guilt, fear and disgust crossed her mind,she felt out of control.
That wasn't her right now with an crying animal in her grip, that wasn't her who callously pulled the sheep's mouth apart.
This was insane, inhuman.
A powerless scream escaped her throat right from the depths of her heart.
A cry of defeat.
The act was done.
The girl set off to her way back together with her hard won trophy and blood smeared hands.
Her glassy eyes showed nothing but emptiness.
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The Strange Case of Ophelia Cortess
Horror(Originally, this was a project for school but since my teacher was so excited about it i chose to upload it) A short horror story about a little girl and the gruesome discovery she made.
