The beauty of her, it just mesmerizes the soul. Her long silky black hair laying about as if it were on the back of a raven. Sleeping so peacefully in her own world. The wind flowing threw her open window rustling some papers. Then in an instant a pair of crystal globes appear from behind milky eye lids. They look around the room. "Krista." The voices are whispering to her.
The walls whisper to her when she's alone. Telling her to do things, things that no one would want to do. "Cut it Krista. Cut it up. Make it Bleed." "They don't love you Krista. Make them Pay. Put the Pill in Krista. They won't mind, not after tonight." They wouldn't go away. Oh my, was she a sight to see. A beautiful black rose with thorns that could kill. Every man's fantasy, but she was cast out from them. No one wanted her.
She was stained. Looking around as if there were someone there right next to her. Screaming in the middle of a crowded room for no reason in particular. She was cursed. Everyone she knew died someway or another. Her mother, died giving birth to her. Her brother, at the at of eight, killed climbing out the window from their two-story playroom. Her father, a slow death from an overdose, pills put in his wine. The investigator said suicide for both her brother and father, but everyone else knew better. Three deaths, all whom were close to this girl and all at different times.
Krista even admitted to it, but because she said she was the cause of her mothers death to, the judge dismissed her and said that she was in denial and wanted someone to blame. Blame that shouldn't be set on anyone. Anyone, but the voices.
Krista never really killed any of them, the voices did. She always refused to do any of it. So the voices to over and did it for her, they killed her mother. The pushed her brother. And they poisoned her father. Now she was alone. Except for the whispers.
"Krista. Krista. You know you want to play with me. I'm the only one for you now." Krista pulled the pillow over her head. She always tried to make them stop, but they wouldn't.
"GO AWAY. JUST LEAVE ME ALONE NOW. YOU TOOK THEM ALL FROM ME. NOW LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!" She screamed it at the top of her lungs. She didn't know what else to do.
"KRISTA. YOU'RE A FAT LITTLE BITCH WITH NOTHING LEFT! I'M IT, EVERYTHING. Not shut your fucking mouth and listen to me.
(To be continued.)
