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Retelling Reality

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Reads 414
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Parts 24
Time 41m

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She skidded to a halt just a few inches away from the brick wall. It was a deadend. In the dark, it loomed over her like a gravestone. She gulped the lump in her throat by this thought that flashed through her brain along with lightning from the sky. Ghoulish, monstrous and inhuman voices were drawing closer slowly and she turned around to face its source. Fear was etched on her whitewashed face.

Trembling like a fallen leaf, she gained enough courage to ask the abomination inching closer, "W...wh...who...are...y-you? W-why are you f-following me?"

The thing, whatever it was you can't name it, smiled. Venom, cruelty, inhumanity, hence everything evil, dripped from that smile. Then with a voice so chilling, it replied, "Your Reality."All Rights Reserved

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Death's Awakening

"Kill..." the low whispering voice trailed off into my head. I don't think the strange whispering voice came from anyone in the room. It was too loud; too abnormel; too deadly. Suddenly a cold shiver ran down my back making me scream and cry out for someone, something, anything. I want to be alone, somwhere dark, somewhere safe. My eyes open to see a woman cradling me in her arms. A man with red eyes, tan skin, and blonde hair starred at me. His eyes sunk into my head making me wince. The woman is natuarlly warm and comfortable, but her face is stained with tears mixed with blood on her, once beautiful, face. She smeared some of the blood onto my puffy cheeks with a warm beaten and calloused hand. "You're gonna be okay," she assured me. More tears fell from her eyes. I looked closer into her grayish, I think, eyes. They had evil tucked beneath fear in them. I don't know what she means, yet her words mean the world to me at this very moment: 4 minutes ago, I was born.