Warning: contains disturbing content that might trigger some of you. Don't read this chapter if you are sensitive to sexual harassment and/or death.
The girl's point of view:
Before sunset, I went to the young master's party. I really didn't want to go to that pig's party but my parents forced me to. Even though I hoped that nothing would happen... the worst happened that day.
I was in the hall minding my own business when that pig approached me and sat next to me. He put his piggy hand on my thighs. That gesture vexed me so much I lashed out in anger and aggressively kicked the chair. That pig got scared and accidentally pushed his butler and his butler fell on the piano. At that time, I was so angry and caught up in my thoughts. I didn't see or notice that his butler got hurt. When I suddenly stood up, it was against my will. I started panicking when I started to hum a song unconsciously as the piano began to play on its own.
I kept hearing whispers in my head telling me that I was the trigger of all this and that it was all my fault.
"It's the pink dress you are wearing."
"Sluts like you shouldn't exist."
"You seduced him first."
I kept shouting for all this to stop and that all of this is a dream, but all that came out of my mouth was the humming of that disturbing, disgusting song. My body started moving on its own hopping and dancing. When I finally got a clear look of who was whispering, it was the butler, no, it was the devil coming near me 'trying to stop me' with his every step I felt torturous, stabbing pain in my heart."It is him. He is the one that is doing this to me, I'll kill him. I'LL END HIM! AGHHHH!!" I yelled as I glared at the butler and stretched my arms to strangle him, but unfortunately, he was six steps away. I failed to harm him.
I felt suffocated and trapped, I felt cold as if all the emotions in me froze, while in that state an immense force pulled me to the window, I kept struggling but my body didn't move as I wanted it to. I was controlled by someone.I fell.
While falling I saw the devil, the devil laughing...
"Ha..ha...Haha...ha.."His ugly laugh echoed in my ears.
My head and back hit the cold ground and all I could see was red. My body melted into nothingness. All that was left was my pink dress and my tiny vengeful soul trapped in it.
My tiny soul that is haunting the pink dress.
I feel so pathetic and weak. What did I ever do to deserve this? Is it because that pig was interested in me? or is it because I don't want to become his puppet?.....
What was the reason for all of this?
(I read this in Cardi b voice -Mochi)
(Lol -Shatk)
As expected...
everyone forgot about me.
They only remembered my pink dress.
ONLY MY PINK DRESS.
My blood stains on the dress looked like a Petunia flower...so beautiful...
Will I be able to wear it again?
Written by
ShatkNote: Search for the meaning of that flower if you are interested.
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