Anne

Chapter 21

"Then what happened?" The interviewer asks.

"I burned down the town, I burned it to the fucking ground." I say smiling at the memory of the towns people screaming, trying to get out of the flames.

"Why did you do that?" He asks scratching his pen on to his notepad anticipating what I'll say next.

"I don't know why, I guess I thought that burning it was the best way to finally leave." I growl crossing my arms.

"Do you know what happened to your daughter?" He's asks raising his eyebrows.

"No, I like to think she burned in the fire but she might be alive living her own life I don't know and frankly, I don't care." I laugh but he just stares at me for a couple seconds then he goes to write it down.

"Why don't you care about Lilly? She's your daughter." He questions.

"No she wasn't, she was never my daughter she was that man's daughter I didn't even want her." I yell at him.

"Alright, I think we've had enough for this article, I'm done with her." he spits at me. The two large men who have been standing in the corner this whole time take me away in to a little room and that's where I stay until they bring me out months later I'm skinny as a twig I can count every rib, I'm to old for this shit. These men are different then the first two, they seem happier. Are they going to kill me? I remember when I was that happy to kill someone.

They take me outside, the cool winter air bites at my wrinkled face. They take me to the edge of a forest.

"Run. " One of them urges.

"W-why?" I ask looking at him with confusion plastered on my face.

"End your life here." The other one smiles.

why do they want me to run into the forest? Why can't they just kill me themselves? I run into the forest anyway but I don't run for very long, I get tired really quickly. I sit down on a log and try to catch my breath I can still see the asylum where I just escaped from. I get up from the log and I start wondering around the forest, I guess I should explain why I was in a asylum. After I burned the town down I also burned the forest, I spent months looking for another town. I killed a couple people who were also looking for a town. I finally found one it was just like the other one but instead of stone on the roads they had dirt roads. Right when I walked in a women ran up to me and asked:

"Oh my goodness! Are you a surviver from the fire?" I think I should pretend I am but instead I said

"Fuck you, dirty peasant god is dead." I then hissed at her she gasped and dragged me into the church. The priest ran up to us and I started clawing and biting at them both who were just trying to help me. They finally gave up trying to put God inside of me, they dragged me into the asylum. I spent years in there just pondering around thinking of ways to make them think I was still insane. I ended up biting one of my nurses fingers off I think it was the middle finger I don't remember exactly. They locked me up in a rubber room and told all the doctors and nurses to just leave me alone and practically let me die. I spent a month in that room starving, dehydrated, and angry. Then one day the reporter came and wanted my story, and here I am now just wondering the forest until I finally get to die.

I walk around in the forest, no real place to go. My daughter is most likely dead, I think I lived a pretty great life. I lie into the cold hard ground, I haven't slept for months but this time I'm going to sleep for ever. I know I'm going to die right here, I'll see all the people that I killed maybe I'll even see mother. I close my eyes I can feel all my internal organs shutting down but I feel no real pain. I start to see a light but it soon becomes covered with darkness and flames. I am in hell. I hear the painful screams of all the tortured souls who are pleading to just be let go but we are here forever. I get greeted by a man covered with blood and horns shooting out from his head, his mouth is full of fire, his eyes are a deep black whenever I look into them I can feel my soul being sucked out.

"We've been waiting for you!" He hisses with flames shooting out of his mouth, he grabs my arm and throws me into a pit of hot knifes, the steaming blades pierce into my skin and there's no way out. I hear laughter and its James, he just points and laughs until a rock is thrown into his face over and over again. I am doomed to swim in this pit forever.

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~Authors note~

And just like that Anne is done. Thank you all for reading it and now I have to do shoutouts. Oh and I might write another book following Lilly.

Mistynightshadows got me into this whole writing thing and gave me a bunch of ideas she told me to burn down the cabin and a whole bunch of other stuff so read her book!

CoraHall also gave me a couple ideas she's writing good books to so read them!

AnastasiaMcCloud got me into Wattpad and also gave me ideas and wrote a bunch of good books

sparklingice132 would hurt me if I didn't put her in she's writing a good book to!