Light and Dark part fourA Story by Rhianne Neyjust came in mindTomorrow. As
promised by her mother, everything we’ll be sort out tomorrow, she repeated to herself. She clutched her blanket. Eyes
filled with the imminent fear from earlier. She was wary of her surroundings
hoping that nothing will appear. She breathed hard. "Come harbinger, you
need not be afraid of me" The raspy voice of the Evil, resounded on her head, calling
on to her. Wanting to grasp her and plunged her to its dark depths. "One day it will catch you and consume you as it did to
your predecessors" Angeal clutched her head,
tears felling from her eyes. “Please, stop!” The voice didn’t go
away. Though it’s all in her head, it still sounds real. It’s still calling out
to her. Still, wanting her to accept what it was trying to say. She shrieked, tears
flooding her eyes. Fear gripping her heart and mind, coiling its poisonous
venom in her young mind. Her scream did down in her lungs as she heard that sound. Creak… Creak…. Creak… “M-Mom? Is that you?”
she blubbered while sniffing. No response. The sound of heavy
footsteps on the wooden floor was the only thing that was heard. It was getting
louder and louder every step it took. “M-Mom?” she repeated,
desperate to hear the answer of whoever was approaching her room. Creak… Creak… CREAK… CREAK… The sound stopped on
her door. She swiftly hid in her covers, covering her mouth. The fear had
succeeded on holding her heart tightly that there’s no possible place for her
to think. The door was opened
with a jolt. The footsteps resounding again on the wooden floor, right now it
sounds terrible to her ears. Creak… Creak… Creak… A hand pushed away her covers as she let out a terrified scream. © 2013 Rhianne NeyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorRhianne NeyBaguio City, the city of cold temperature, PhilippinesAboutSo there I'm back from the depths of High School Life and can now post anything possible. --- Notice: To some book supporters, I deleted all of them for some issues that I have to battle right no.. more..Writing
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