i would like to say when i do. this story is not for children. anyone who reads this might indeed be scarred in many ways. this is just a prologue to a bigger story im writing and im trying my best. give me your honest opinion on the story. NO TROLLS! enjoy.
A room,
A room with no door ,
Only a couch, kitchen, fridge, and bathroom.
A room that can keep you in,
And never let you out.
A room void of sanity.
But there's a hole in the wall.
It's a small hole and you can see outside
But just because it's outside doesn't mean it going to be
Pleasant.
You can see a girl through the hole.
She holds a rabbit doll
Everything is fine. But the second you turn away.
She is hanging as if something has a hold of her
Her legs kicking until the kicking stops.
You decide not to look in to the hole again.
Its comes night time
Sleeping your priority
What you saw scarred you in many ways
But there's banging on the walls
And screaming so loud.
You just want it to stop
Why won't it all stop?
You notice that it all children.
They all seem scared like something is out there.
Everything seems to get louder and louder.
Starting to hurt the ears.
Your now the one screaming scared of not knowing what's happening
The room starts to shake violently.
You covers your ears and close your eyes
Screaming to god that you want it to stop.
It seems to get louder and louder and louder until…..silence.
Curiosity gets the better of you.
You slowly peak into the small hole.
But you see and sharp object is coming at you possibly a knife.
But before it can strike you.
You wake up in a classroom on your desk
It was a nightmare.
A nightmare that felt so real.
Could it be?