A/N: This was originally a thing for a contest, but I forgot about it, dug it up and decided to make it a oneshot. :D
I huddled in the corner, rocking backwards, not caring about the damp floor, there was only one thing on my mind...
The blood....
The blood was reappearing.......
My parents bodies appeared.....
Their screams echoed in my ears…
Their blood trickled down the wall…
Out of nowhere, a man came, holding a knife, stained with blood.
It was him. He did this to me.
I snarled and lunged at him...
But he disappeared...
He was behind me.
He stabbed me.
I'm going to die-again
I screamed.
I felt the prick of a needle, but it felt like a knife.
My screams died away as I fell into a deep sleep.....
A/N: Like it? Hate it? Made you cower in fear? Want me to make it into a proper story? :D I actually thought it was quite good, really…intriguing…