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The tears that follow the newfound Phobia |
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I was running...
I didn't know what I was running from though... It was stalking me, I knew I could fend it off, Or I thought I could anyways.. Everywhere I turned there was another scream. Another person dying from this horrid genoside...
I ran in the house, and slammed the door in the mosters ugly face..
Its eyes were bloodthirsty and hollow, its skin, pale and unnatural, It obviously had claws as it was scratching at my door... pounding...
I Covered the window, the house was a wreck, the plants on the floor, dirt, paper, and blood everywere..
It was only when I looked to the dining room did I see....
The monster... Hovering over him... I went dead for a second, intaking the horrid scene before me.. This pale skinned beast, its mouth dripping blood... Looking at me with those Dead eyes, The one at the front door was still banging, rattling the hinges...
No, I didnt care about them anymore...
all I cared about was him... I cried out a yelp... "D-...Daddy?" He was deffinatly dad... he was wearing his tie and work clothes... I was no longer truely conciouse..
I ran to the kitchen, and grabbed the butcher knife..
I then whited out...
When I regained vision, The beast was no longer recognisable.. blood was everywere... its hollow eyes, its dead eyes, looking at me.
I was horrified..
Looking back at the time, only about a minute had passed...
I suddenly snapped awake fully.
"DADDY!!!" And ran back to him, shaking the body that was my father... there was blood... so much blood... I couldn't even tell were it was coming from... He was gone... His body was limp, growing colder... I screamed out and pounded his dead chest, screaming and cursing.
Tears overflowed, sobbs racking my body.. Dad was gone, those monsteres killed my father...
Before I had a chanse to think, another one started pounding the backdoor. I ran and locked it, put daddys chair in front of it, and ran upstaires. I wiped my dads and the beasts blood off me, I Put my things in my bag, grabbing anything, My kitty, meowed. I grabbed my pillow and put him in the pillow case before stuffing him carfully in my bag too. I grabbed another jacket, and ran back downstairs.
I opened the lid to the crawlspace in the closet, shut the door, and hopped in. Closing the lid behind me, I reached in and grabbed a flashlight, crawling away from the massacre as fast as i could, my kitten meowed again and I shh'ed him "Shh Gir, we gotta be quiet or they'll find us!" He seemed to listen...
I Crawled around 20 feet to find all the houses were linked, I heard banging and yelling behind me...
 Toxic_Pinup_ · Sat Jan 09, 2010 @ 01:50am · 0 Comments |
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