Blackness
By: The blondies
Stephanie gasped. Dark blood fell from her body to the white carpet of the house. She tried to stop her bleeding, but it was impossible. She was bleeding from all corners, it seemed. Her wrists, her forehead, her back, her stomach...all were flowing with dark blood.
"D-dad-dad help me...Dad.." memories of her mother began to flow through her. "M-mom. Mom..." Steph screamed in pain and horror and tried to stand, slipping and falling, twisting her body. She screamed and jetted to a corner of the room, punching the wall, falling, falling into what seemed to be an endless pit.
"Oh, God...God why? Why are you doing this to me?" She crawled around, wincing in pain with each movement. She felt her dinner come up, and she vomited.
The man in the black cloak screamed, "Hey! Not on my carpet!"
Steph wanted to protest about the blood already being all over his room, but she couldn't talk. The man held his gun to her head and said, "Do I need to take another shot?"
"N-no! Let me go! P-please!" she fell on her stomach right in front of the bloody knife. "N-no!"
The man inched toward her. "Are you ready?"
...
"Omigosh." DJ put her hands to her mouth.
They were standing inside a hotel room. The room was covered with blood and vomit, and there were handprints visible.
The night before, a maid had come to make the beds, when she found a girl's body lying motionless and an open window. A note lay on the bed.
Do not open your window.
Do not forget to lock your door.
I know where you live,
And I have a hunger for blood.
There are three who I have my eyes on.
If I were you, I'd be careful.
Are you afraid?
Do not expect mercy.
I can see you now.
You are so unsuspecting.
Good night, Becky, DJ...little Michelle.
I'll see you soon.
Author's Note: Creepy, eh? Well I live where almost everyone can see me, because my window reveals the woods where a bunch of girls were raped and murdered, so think how I feel!!!!!!!
By: The blondies
Stephanie gasped. Dark blood fell from her body to the white carpet of the house. She tried to stop her bleeding, but it was impossible. She was bleeding from all corners, it seemed. Her wrists, her forehead, her back, her stomach...all were flowing with dark blood.
"D-dad-dad help me...Dad.." memories of her mother began to flow through her. "M-mom. Mom..." Steph screamed in pain and horror and tried to stand, slipping and falling, twisting her body. She screamed and jetted to a corner of the room, punching the wall, falling, falling into what seemed to be an endless pit.
"Oh, God...God why? Why are you doing this to me?" She crawled around, wincing in pain with each movement. She felt her dinner come up, and she vomited.
The man in the black cloak screamed, "Hey! Not on my carpet!"
Steph wanted to protest about the blood already being all over his room, but she couldn't talk. The man held his gun to her head and said, "Do I need to take another shot?"
"N-no! Let me go! P-please!" she fell on her stomach right in front of the bloody knife. "N-no!"
The man inched toward her. "Are you ready?"
...
"Omigosh." DJ put her hands to her mouth.
They were standing inside a hotel room. The room was covered with blood and vomit, and there were handprints visible.
The night before, a maid had come to make the beds, when she found a girl's body lying motionless and an open window. A note lay on the bed.
Do not open your window.
Do not forget to lock your door.
I know where you live,
And I have a hunger for blood.
There are three who I have my eyes on.
If I were you, I'd be careful.
Are you afraid?
Do not expect mercy.
I can see you now.
You are so unsuspecting.
Good night, Becky, DJ...little Michelle.
I'll see you soon.
Author's Note: Creepy, eh? Well I live where almost everyone can see me, because my window reveals the woods where a bunch of girls were raped and murdered, so think how I feel!!!!!!!