Internment
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Ongoing5m
Last published Sun, Sep 3, 2017
She can feel the sweat drench her skin, the throbbing of her eyes, her ringing screams vibrating in her ears and the thumping of her heart in her chest. Her fingers are curled into a fist causing her nails to dig into the palms of her hands. Her breathing is rapidly getting faster. Fear tortures her, turning her stomach into tense cramps. Suddenly, the silence was surrendered to the haunting scream of footsteps.
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"His hands were all over me, his clammy grasps everywhere. The stench of his overpowering aftershave was almost unbearable. I tried to move away but the hands only seized me tighter. I couldn't breathe. This was wrong. So very wrong. I opened my mouth to scream..." Rachel cannot get away from her past. For the past four years, she has tried to forget and her pain and betrayal has never left her- her recurrent nightmares were proof of that. But keeping her terrible secret has taken its toll- is it possible that someone else is suffering as a result of her cowardice? Will she be able to stop it in time? Will she ever be able to love and trust? And most importantly, will she be able to save herself? All she has is a list, an aching heart and desperation for freedom.Complete
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Every sudden movement sent my heart racing, my body coiled to either flee or fight. The shadows held demons from my nightmares, and every creak of the floor was a harbinger of doom. The whispers of the wind outside seemed to echo the hiss of my captor's breath in my ear, and the distant wail of a siren was the howl of the Fiery Claws coming for me. I had become a creature of the dark, my soul scarred by the horrors I had witnessed and endured.
Decadent
My hand slaps against my mouth as I try to shut myself up. Don't make too much noise...or he'll hear you. A vehicle's door opens then slams shut. I don't hear footsteps...but as the minutes go by I begin to hear them; the footsteps get louder and louder and louder, matching the sound of my thundering heart. That's when I see his shadow cast over the ditch...over the place where I tried to hide. "Well," he says with a smile in his voice. "I wonder where he could've gone...the footprints stop here...so I wonder if he just...disappeared?" My body begins to tremble. I can feel it now. The pain. I can feel the pain already. He jumps down into the ditch...he stands directly in front of me, with his back facing me. My hand presses harder against my mouth as I try to suppress my whimper, but it's way too late now. But his body tenses up when he hears it. He laughs bitterly as he turns around slowly, and his eyes cut through my camouflage easily. "There you are."Complete
The Quiet of his Hands
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Steel Wings
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"His hands were all over me, his clammy grasps everywhere. The stench of his overpowering aftershave was almost unbearable. I tried to move away but the hands only seized me tighter. I couldn't breathe. This was wrong. So very wrong. I opened my mouth to scream..." Rachel cannot get away from her past. For the past four years, she has tried to forget and her pain and betrayal has never left her- her recurrent nightmares were proof of that. But keeping her terrible secret has taken its toll- is it possible that someone else is suffering as a result of her cowardice? Will she be able to stop it in time? Will she ever be able to love and trust? And most importantly, will she be able to save herself? All she has is a list, an aching heart and desperation for freedom.
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