The Castle in the Woods

The Castle in the Woods

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I stepped back out into the lightly lit hallway and began to walk towards the final room, the pink and purple door. I giggled at the sign that hung on the back, reading, ¨No Boys Allowed!¨. I pushed the door open, softly this time, and peered around the room of a little girl. Her bed was still made, her toys were picked up and placed neatly into the correct places. The window sills were white, and the carpet was a soft pink. I looked towards the closet and a surprised smile crossed my lips. She left her pictures up on the walls. I ran my fingers softly over the photographs, sadness slowly morphing my smile into a grimace. She was so small, blonde, and beautiful. I walked over to the rest of the pictures - freezing as the floor groaned underneath my weight. I tensed my body, waiting for my heartbeat to slow before looking at the pictures once again. My fingers froze over one photograph, the photograph that held four little girls rather than one. A blonde, two brunettes...and one black-haired little girl sat perched with big smiles underneath the big tree. That little raven-haired girl, was me. My eyes flew open as I named the two brunette girls from school. Sarah, and Kaylnn, and? I looked at the back of the photo for the name of the blonde girl. ¨Anna?¨ My heart began to pound as realization dawned on me. The little blonde girl, the tree, the woods, this house? I whirled and stepped forward, my mind racing at the revelation of a memory. Just as my foot went down, I lurched forward and plummeted through the floor of the room. I heard the sound of a scream echo throughout my ears, along with the cracking of the woods and the whirring of air in my ears. I landed on my back, two floors down. The noise had been replaced with a steady ringing noise, and my body was numb. I felt the steady thud of my heartbeat, until a beautiful silence surrounded me. I told you, I adore the sound of silence.
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She went to her room and locked herself inside the room. She slowly sat down and started crying, ''why does this always happen to me?" she said while putting her fingers in hairs. "I hate myself," she said, crying. Just then she got up and grabbed her sharp nail trimmer "I will end this" she said and almost cut off her vein, when she heard a very strange whisper. "Hey don't young Lady killing yourself is a sin" she turned and the nail trimmer fell off her hand. "Who is it?" she said but the voice did not come back, she looked inside the mirror she brought from her deceased relative. She watched her eyes, it was like her own reflection was looking at her, just than she felt her green eyes turning to electric blue, she got startled, then she turned and walked towards her bed, "It's like I am having hallucinations, can't die properly even " she said to herself and went to her bed. ****** She got up late in the morning; she didn't want to go to school. She turned to the other side of her bed. Still eyes closed she looked for a pillow but instead her hand touched something very hard, it was like a human arm, the manly odor was surrounding, first she thought she was dreaming, She hold him softly and hugged him. He was snoring faintly. She opened her eyes instantly, it was some unknown man on her bed and he was sleeping peacefully beside her, she narrowed her eyes to confirm it was indeed what she was seeing, she got up a bit while putting pressure over her arm. His light brown hair were fallen over his forehead, His broad chest was moving up and down as he breaths, when she realized that it was not dream, she got up and screamed. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh". An ordinary love story? Think again.

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