I was sitting in class, and it was raining again. I was developing a hatred
for the rain, because something bad always seemed to happen when there was
a storm. Niramon had decided to stay with me today, and I could hear her
breathing softly in my backpack. It was in Algebra again, we were having a
test, but I was exempt from it because I had missed the previous week of
school and hadn't yet made up all the notes. I was just sitting and staring
dimly out the window, at the rain hitting the glass. Everything was always
so gray now. I sighed.
The rain seemed to be getting harder and harder. Suddenly I felt a drop of rain on my cheek, then another, and another, until I felt like I was in the midst of the rainstorm. I looked up, and the ceiling wasn't there. I began to notice that I wasn't in class anymore. I was out in the school yard, facing one of the walls of the fence around the school. It had ripples coming out from a point, sort of like when you throw a stone into a pond. The center of the wall where the ripples originated began to bubble forth from the fence. I tried to run, but my legs wouldn't move. I began to realize that I was frozen, and I couldn't move at all. Something started coming out of the area on the wall that had started to boil.
It took several moments for whatever it was to come from the wall, and several more moments for whatever it was to assume any shape. I tried to scream, but only a whimper escaped my throat. He was there. the one from my dreams-gone-nightmare. He looked terrifying, like some count from the 1700's Europe. He had come to take me, or kill me, or do something worse. He had materialized out of the brick wall surrounding the school, to take me to god only knew where, and I was afraid.
He took a step closer to me, and chuckled. My neck tingled in that terrible sort of way, and I tried to turn my gaze away from him, but couldn't. Thunder boomed, and lightening flashed, he came closer still. A tear trickled down my cheek, and I whimpered again. He put one black gloved hand on my cheek and flicked the tear away. His touch sent chills down my spine, as if Satan had pecked my cheek. I whimpered again, and tried to close my eyes, but that still seemed to be restricted by his power. He looked into my eyes with his cold gray ones, and I felt so cold. A cruel smile played across his lips, and he spoke.
"Why are you so very afraid?" he mused in a sour, sarcastic tone, "Afraid of a dream-boy come to life?" He chuckled again. He paced a circle around me and caressed my neck, making my stomach writhe inside me. I whimpered again. He came back in front of me, and looked me in the face, and grabbed my chin as if to keep me from turning away. "You are mine now, girl... and no one can stop me from taking you. They don't even know you are gone."
I stood, frozen, looking into those cold eyes of his, fearing where he would take me, and what he would do after that. I wanted to scream, to cry, to vomit, but I couldn't do any of it. I was trapped in a cage I could neither see nor touch. I was afraid beyond any other fear. The tears trickled down my cheeks freely, and I wished for only one thing...
Davis.
If it seems like there shouldn't be periods in some places, it is because there were supposed to be ... there... uh yeah.
Chapters are short, huh?
The rain seemed to be getting harder and harder. Suddenly I felt a drop of rain on my cheek, then another, and another, until I felt like I was in the midst of the rainstorm. I looked up, and the ceiling wasn't there. I began to notice that I wasn't in class anymore. I was out in the school yard, facing one of the walls of the fence around the school. It had ripples coming out from a point, sort of like when you throw a stone into a pond. The center of the wall where the ripples originated began to bubble forth from the fence. I tried to run, but my legs wouldn't move. I began to realize that I was frozen, and I couldn't move at all. Something started coming out of the area on the wall that had started to boil.
It took several moments for whatever it was to come from the wall, and several more moments for whatever it was to assume any shape. I tried to scream, but only a whimper escaped my throat. He was there. the one from my dreams-gone-nightmare. He looked terrifying, like some count from the 1700's Europe. He had come to take me, or kill me, or do something worse. He had materialized out of the brick wall surrounding the school, to take me to god only knew where, and I was afraid.
He took a step closer to me, and chuckled. My neck tingled in that terrible sort of way, and I tried to turn my gaze away from him, but couldn't. Thunder boomed, and lightening flashed, he came closer still. A tear trickled down my cheek, and I whimpered again. He put one black gloved hand on my cheek and flicked the tear away. His touch sent chills down my spine, as if Satan had pecked my cheek. I whimpered again, and tried to close my eyes, but that still seemed to be restricted by his power. He looked into my eyes with his cold gray ones, and I felt so cold. A cruel smile played across his lips, and he spoke.
"Why are you so very afraid?" he mused in a sour, sarcastic tone, "Afraid of a dream-boy come to life?" He chuckled again. He paced a circle around me and caressed my neck, making my stomach writhe inside me. I whimpered again. He came back in front of me, and looked me in the face, and grabbed my chin as if to keep me from turning away. "You are mine now, girl... and no one can stop me from taking you. They don't even know you are gone."
I stood, frozen, looking into those cold eyes of his, fearing where he would take me, and what he would do after that. I wanted to scream, to cry, to vomit, but I couldn't do any of it. I was trapped in a cage I could neither see nor touch. I was afraid beyond any other fear. The tears trickled down my cheeks freely, and I wished for only one thing...
Davis.
If it seems like there shouldn't be periods in some places, it is because there were supposed to be ... there... uh yeah.
Chapters are short, huh?