Ever since I was a little girl, I loved horror. Scary movies and books. I was never your typical little girl, that dreamed of sugar and spice and everything nice. Give me zombies, serial killers, monsters,anything that goes bump in the night and I'm happy.
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Help me.
So cold.
Bleary, dark consumes.
Horrid buzzing.
Sound vibrating body.
Aware, can not speak.
lips stuck.
Delirious confusion.
Where am I?
Body is numb.
Can't feel anything.
Eyes covered with film.
Why can't I move?
Flash, a vivid light!
I can see, covered in plastic.
There's a man.
He looks at me.
He touches and laughs.
I hear a crunch.
He speaks, "Almost frozen."
Door slams, I see nothing.
No screams or escape.
I'm being murdered.
By the man I loved.
Help me!
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