Scream [completed]

Prologue

The rain was pouring down heavily. It felt like pellets of ice, falling down; cold and hard against my bare skin. I'd planned on running to the store as quick as possible and getting home before the storm would start. The Weather Network had predicted that the storm wouldn't start until an hour later; they were always getting things wrong. I carried bags of groceries in my hands and had no umbrella to shield myself from the cold. I ran blindly through the rain and felt a cold gust of wind from behind me. I stopped. The majority of the wind was blowing into my face, not from behind. I turned around, expecting to see somebody there, but saw nothing except for rows of houses. Ignoring the bazaar wind, I continued the walk home. Only a few more houses until I can finally get out of this rain! I thought. My shoes were covered in thick mud and my hair was starting to freeze into icicles. I walked up my lawn when I felt something brush my shoulder from behind. I spun around and saw nothing but the rain pelting down on the ground; heavy and loud. Shaking off the odd feeling, I settled my groceries on my front porch. I silently thanked myself for installing a rain cover over my porch a week ago. I saw a streak of lighting flash across the sky and booming thunder followed the flash. I knew it was only a matter of minutes before the thunder would roll in closer. "The storm is close." I whispered to myself. Taking my keys from my coat pocket. I fiddled with them and turned the door knob; then suddenly, I felt burning hot hands grab my neck. "Closer than you think." I heard another voice whisper back. Before I could react, the hands spun me around until I was face to face with a pair of black, empty eyes. I caught a glimpse of the features of my capturer. The figure holding my neck was a boy with jet black hair. He was a handsome young man; he had defining cheek bones and a harshly sharp jaw line. The boy had the appearance of a teenager. When I looked back into his eyes, not only did I see the endless pits of black, but that his eyes looked older than his face lead people to believe. Looking at his eyes made me feel lost and scared but there was something about them that made me feel compelled to stare into them forever. I tried to say something to the boy but no words came out. I heard the wind whispering in my ear saying run, run far, far away! But I was unable to move as if the gaze of the boy paralyzed me. I managed to mutter out one word which was, please. It was a small desperate cry for mercy but I knew by the look of his hungry eyes, that no mercy was going to be present. He looked straight into my eyes and parted his lips, revealing a mouth full of straight, pearl white teeth. I thought that maybe he was going to speak a word of kindness. But a moment later, I felt an ache in my heart and a chill that swept my body into emptiness. I knew there wasn't going to be any exchange of words, or any words of kindness for that matter. I could feel thousands of needles being punctured into my heart and an abrupt pain exploded from my chest. I became aware of every painful breath I took and every beat of my heart. I could feel my warm blood, rushing through my veins but my body felt abnormally cold. There was a pounding in my head present, like somebody was trying to hammer through my skull. My vision blurred and smeared with red. I was going to die. I didn't know how I was dying but I knew that I was. Nothing made sense. Every inch of my body felt numb and all the energy inside of me faded. I was so drained that it took an extreme amount of effort to even breathe. All that makes me alive was being stripped away and replaced with pain. The pounding in my head traveled through my body and into my veins. I felt as if my veins were going to burst. Suddenly, I felt a sharp ache in my head, like a lightning bolt had struck it momentarily. Then in an instant, I felt nothing

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Everything in this book is original, please understand that plagiarism is illegal and all rights are reserved to the author of is story. (Me, @paintingpoetry ) Thank you for you're cooperation and understanding. Happy reading.