The mind boggling insanity tune finally starts to release its harsh grip on my glass like brain. My brain still numb,hurts. It's a pain only the tune can give me. It like if someone took a meat cleaver sliced down the middle of your scull and ate half your brains the sewed up your head. Strange huh? It makes you wonder what would that fill like? Wanna try? I wouldn't if I were you...curiosity killed the cat.
Go ahead wrap your brain around it. I say slowly sitting on my bed rolling onto the floor. My body spins and twist. After a while my new care taker walks in. He different I don't mind him but I don't trust him like my last. "Max..." he says in a whisper. My head twist to see him. "Hmm" I say. "I need you to be a good girl" "why" he answers my question with the sound of keys. Those keys probably lead to the music. "Be good...we need you to meet someone" who's this person they want me to meet? Maybe that girl I saw. I think about her sometimes. She was very pretty. I still can see her pale complexion and green eye vibrant. She wore pink lipstick and I but of blush. She looked like some sort o of expensive doll. For now I just call her doll face.
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Call church
HorrorCall Church: this dark and twisted story make you question how you look at things. Dark imagery and twisted wording hold a place in this story. Unknown to the world this place of terror is based off of the twisted dreams of many I've heard. Detailed...
