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short story showing how some are afraid of what they don't understand

     Can you see us? Can you hear us? I can see you but you can't see me. You don't know what to think of it all. You don't know what to do. Then you panic. That's one of our few advantages...of death.

 

     A noise in the night, like the whisper of the wind. A young adult girl awakens. She shrugs it off with little unease. It happens again, this time louder and again she shrugs it off but her heart begins an unsteady pace. The next time it happens, its clearly enough for her to guess what it is. The rocking chair banging against the wall in another room. Back and forth, Back and forth, Back and forth. She sits straight up in  bed, her spine tingling with an uneasy feeling of hate. Her eyes steady toward the door. It's surrounded with a silhouette of the night light out in the hall. The noise does not seem to be ceasing so she slips out of bed, her senses growing keener with every step.Slowly she goes, slowly toward the door to whatever lie nearby. The nois stops. Her hand reaches for the knob but as it brushes up against the edge,the door bursts open. She screams and shuts her eyes, waiting for the worst to come...but it doesn't. She opens her eyes and puts her arms down slowly.Her view lags into place. The hall is dark but with a strange cloud of shimmering black dust. Just then it draws in sharply like a deep breath and rears an attack.Pain erupts from her lower back, sending shocks throughout her body.Every sense she has is going crazy. Her heart is pounding faster and faster. Her head's spinning like she is on a rollercoaster. She tries to scream but no noise comes out. She tries constantly to escape but she can't break free of this insane power over her. Then it all stops. She sways. The room quickly fades and she falls with a crash. Dead. The shadow fades into the night out the open window. As church bells strike midnight, another victim is being hunted by this mysterious force some call Zecca.

 

Reviews

[Clockwork]

The overall idea is good. I would like to see you organize it a little more, and delve a little more deeply into it. This is a good start. I do have a question though-What does Zecca mean to you?

[Omri F.K]

a very tense and shocking poem. I enjoyed it very much.