![]() The HauntingA Story by Lauren99![]() There's not enough room on earth for both of them, so one always has to be gone!![]()
I've lived my life scared... No, not scared, deathly afraid.. Afraid of him haunting me, and afraid of the soul thats trying to enter and take over MY body. I took his life, and now hes taking mine.
Today is the day when I will walk out of here not afraid of what he will do to me, or how much he will hurt me. For I am not afraid of what he can do to me, I'm not afraid of death because I know when I'm long gone, I can come back and continue the on-going haunting of death and suffering. Though now its not my turn to die. It was never my turn to die. I always suffered years after years, hiding in my house, missing the world. I decide to enjoy it, and I die. This time I will fight for my life, I will. I walk outside and it's all black, I end up in a room with just bricks for the walls, ceilings, floors. Screaming and laughter fill the room. "NOW IT'S YOUR TURN!" I spin around trying to find him, he's no where. Three straight days already. I'm going crazy, I can't think! I want to kill him. I scream with rage, but nothing works. Two weeks now. I tear my finger nails into my now clothes less body. I throw myself at the walls I hear his laughter fading from my hearing, his voice telling me things I don't want to hear. I can't take much more of this, I slam my head into the wall. My vision starts to fade, along with my hearing. I stumble to the ground, as a lay their dying, I see a picture... A picture of me and him, me and my brother when we were just boys. © 2010 Lauren99Author's Note
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