Doubt
  • WpView
    Reads 189
  • WpVote
    Votes 26
  • WpPart
    Parts 7
WpMetadataReadOngoing49m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Apr 17, 2019
WpInfo
Fiction
Paranormal
Inky black eyes stare into her, searching her soul for her insecurities. They can burn ice into her, leaving her with her vulnerabilities. Skeleton arms hold shaking bones, sickly white skin covers them. It can cause her to fall, make her life go to mayhem. It can take her life's light, turn the sun into a blackout. It can cause things to look different and now she has to doubt. Sophie Maxwell is not who you think she is...
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Save Me
  • A Gang of Our Own
  • The Crash That Changed Everything
  • The Strangness In Which She Lives
  • It Can't Be True
  • A Story Of Change
Save Me

I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines