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Counting Sheep

Counting Sheep

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jul 13, 2015
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In a girl scout camp not too far away-I'm not allowed to reveal its name- there's a cabin they don't use anymore. Not too long ago cabin number 8 had four campers staying in it, including a girl named Maria and her best friend, Alyssa. Late one night, all the girls went to sleep, Maria in the top bunk and Alyssa in the bottom. At one point, Maria felt a small thump and woke up. Below her she heard,"five...six...seven...eight...nine...." it must be Alyssa counting sheep, Maria thought and went back to sleep. A little while later, she woke up again and heard, "ninety-one...ninety-two...ninety-three...." Maria though, Alyssa must be having a hard time going to sleep! And she drifted off again. Several hours later, Maria woke up again. Underneath, she heard, "Six hundred fifty-five...six hundred fifty-six...six hundred fifty-seven...." this has gone on far too long, Maria said to herself, and leaned over the side of the bed to say something- She saw a hideously warty witch, sitting on the bunk blow her, holding Alyssa's severed head. The witch was plucking out the dead girl's hairs one at a time, and counting them:"Six hundred fifty-eight...six hundred fifty-nine...."
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"Who's there," I can't breath. I'm always looking over my shoulder ever since- I can't think about the now. I have to run but where, back to Jake? No I can't, everything is different now. He's supposed to be here to protect me, because if the got me... blood smears the pages of the passed. "Sapphire!" I hear him call. "Coal!" I reach out to touch him only for him to be yanked just out of my reach. I hear the wolves in the distance howling at the beautiful moon. I need his touch again. I need to know I'm safe. The only safe place anymore is pressed against him under the sheets. "Coal!" I call out again. ---I can hear her. She's here somewhere I know it. I can smell her sent threw the thick of the woods. "Sapphire!" I call out, but my call is lost in the night. I have to protect her. I have to save one, just one. Maybe that will be enough to clean the blood off my tainted skin. What if they get her? She'll... Change... I look up at the moon, could she not have heard my howls? Of course she did. She always did. I can hear the other wolves in the forest. Soon I too would be engulfed by the beast. Unable to control myself, unable to predict the beasts next move. Only she could tame the beast inside me. Why be afraid of the monster under the bed when you should be afraid of the one lying next to you under the sheets.--- I keep quiet in the deep dark night. Watching her waiting for her to come back to me. I wait for him to slip up just long enough for me to swoop in and take her. It's only a matter of time. I wait for him to turn into that hideous beast. The beast that only comes out in the light of the moon. The beast that feeds of the insentient. I have to find her,to make her perfect, at least that's what they tell me. They tell me she'll be perfect and she will be mine. She will be the beginning of a new ere the ere of the beast. Everyone has secrets. Everyone lies. Everyone cries. Everyone dies. 2 view points, Coal and Sapphire. Mature! All rights reserved! Thank you!

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