Corrupted Minds

Chapter 9 (THE END)

Sam's POV-

Oh no...

I'm back.

He's back.

He's mad.

His smile is haunting, his eyes endlessly staring. I'm scared. Scared of him. Of what he will do if I fail to meet his standards. He wants me to forget. I don't know what I need to forget, but I need to forget. That's what he says. I need to forget.

I need to forget.

I need to forget.

I need to forget.

I need to forget.

I need to forget.

I need to forget.

I need to forget.

Forget...

...

It hurts.

It hurts so much.

Please...

...

Sam jolted up out of her bed, sweating and shaking, her breath quick and shallow. She looked around. She was in a bed, not a chair. Sam relaxed a little. Her mom wasn't with her anymore. Sam looked out the window to see rows of houses on a street, lit up by the rising sun on the horizon. She glanced at her alarm clock.

7:09

'Wow, it's early' she thought, getting out of bed. She looked at her pillow. It was soaked with tears. Her gaze shifted to the TV in her room. Something about it seemed hauntingly... familiar... oh well. It was probably just because it's been a while since she had been home. She made her way to the door and looked inside of her mother's room across from her's. She was asleep. Perfect.

She walked to the front door, opened it, and went outside onto her porch. The streetlights were still lit up, but they would probably turn off as the sun made its way into the sky. It was still somewhat dark, but she could still see just fine.

She stared up into the sky. She looked at the wispy clouds that danced in the air. She watched, hypnotized, staring at the vibrant colors the sky held. She drowned in blues, pinks, reds, and yellows, but she loved it. She look at the clouds again, and she couldn't help but smile. She didn't know how, or even why, but it was almost like looking into the sky had reassured her. Like some unseen being was patting her on the back, telling her that she will be okay. The wind whispered things she couldn't understand, but she knew they were pleasant things. Her hair, still in a messy ponytail, was swaying softly in the breeze. And at that moment,

She didn't feel alone.

Okay, I think that was a good ending. I legit shed a tear writing that. I really hope you all enjoyed that, and let me know if I should write stuff like this in the future. I hope you're all doing well and that you're all safe. Just know you're all in my thoughts. Thank you, and I'll see you next book. Word count - 470 words.