grimm resolution(a creepypasta fanfic)

hostage

Slowly, I took my ipod and went upstairs to my bedroom. It was a small room decorated with artwork I've made over the years and littered with all of my notebooks, a laptop set up on my writer's desk. Because I was too lazy, I stayed in my sticky mourning clothes and layed down on the bed. As I layed there, I kept thinking about today; about the abuse, the plastics, and for once I felt an old feeling. A fiery hatred set my heart on fire as I thought. What did I do to deserve this hatred? those heartless sluts could all drop dead! Do you hear me? I woshed theyd be wiped off the face of the earth! I angrily cried myself to sleep thinking that tomorrow would just be another dy of torture. Boy, was i wrong.

As i slept in empty darknedd, a sound caughy attention. At first, I couldnt figure out what it was. It was soft yet it.grew louder and louder. To my horror, I recognized that sound; it was agonized screams. My wyes anapped open and.I sat up in a cold sweat. I looked around, but I wasnt in my room... The room was robed on black and blood red. The bed I lay in was a scarlet canopy bed with several black satin pillows, all the same frame set qith small ebony stones. I noticed a small window acrossed from me and ran out of bed. I barely ran two steps before I tripped and fell on my face. ugh... what tripped me? I got up and noticed that I was dressed in a long tulle dress the color of cherries with a pair of black jeweled heels. You've got to be kidding me, I thought annoyedly as I kocked off the heels and ran towards the qindow, my bare feet pattering on the black floor. I looled out the window, but all I could see were flames. They seemed to reach the sky, a pitch black void and all I could hear were tourtured screams of agony. What sick twisted bastard kidnaps.me, putsme in a dress, and lives in this.hellish nightmare? "breathtaking, isnt it?" a calm vois spoke.