They wanted to torture me. I had no idea why. I didn't know anything, I wasn't special. I was just me. Then after I had been moved ( the table I was tied to had wheels apparently) they took out the gag and left me. I screamed for all I was worth. "There's no point" someone said from the door "the walls are soundproof" he continued moving towards me and I gasped as the face of my ex boyfriend loomed over me. "It will just make me hurt you even more" .....
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(To be continued )
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I mainly write horror - most of my stories end sad but not all. I also do jokes, poems and random things !!
And the angel left me to die. The angle fled hell and climbed the steep stairwell to heaven... Leaving death behind in its path. There was no angel now to guide me, nor to heal my bloodied wounds.
Hey, I was just wondering if someone would be able to read through a short story I made earlier, either one of them to give me some criticism and let me know how good I actually am at writing.
When the dirt hits your coffin... Just go to sleep... I don't wanna die. So you're gonna have to....
Is it possible for people to like and comment to tell me if they enjoyed my short stories. I haven't heard negative feedback yet and am still wondering. Thanks..
I feel blind, engulfed by darkness and isolation. The only thing I can feel is the cracked concrete ground. My senses are slow, and my movements haphazard. The only sense I can work is smell.
I woke up in a island there was nothing around me I look about there was death above me..
This is real scary I screamed hushed because it was late "strawberries" And started eating my strawberry pj bottoms Scary is it not?.
"Why?" I asked my ex, John as he searched through the tools. "Because you dumped me" he replied "Now get ready for some pain ......... (To be continued sorry each part so short).
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