Marcella

"Didn't I tell you you were gonna break down
Didn't I warn you, didn't I warn you
Better take it easy, try to find a way out
Better start believing in yourself"

But it was just a dream, again. Wasn't it always just a dream? Where she would dance in rings of fire and ash, where blood would drip from her neck, down her tanned arms, and chipped nails.

The red would contrast well with what was once a white sundress passed from her late sister's closet.

She would also dream about flying, flying to the sun only to burn. And about being on a ship in the ocean just to get caught in a storm and drown. Marcella would live each night in her dream state dying, sometimes the same way and sometimes differently.

But one thing was always consistent, she always saw dark eyes staring back at her, whispering into her lifeless corpse, "I'll come back for you."
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