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myOtaku.com: Angel of Strife
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Sunday, March 16, 2008
magazine rough draft
yes, this is me
hey, this is the part of my horror story that i wanted to put in the art and literature magazine. tell me what you think? oo, is it scary? lol
I got up from my slumber in the dead of night. I raised my head from the pair of jeans I wore that day, which were now folded up into a pillow. Lifting my jacket (which was in my locker since the winter) that was now my blanket, I got up on to my feet. Now standing up in the middle of the hallway, I saw nothing but darkness ahead of me. I pulled out my cell phone, and looked at its clock. It was three forty six a.m. Since there wasn’t any other source of light I could find, I tried to use the radiation from my cell phone. Though it only allowed me to see anything that was within a few inches away from me, I could at least see something. I slowly walked down the pitch-black hallway, taking every step with caution.
BANG! I stopped. …BANG! A chill went down my spine…there was silence now…I could feel my heart racing, and my fingers trembling… I couldn’t move… I wanted to run away, but I was too terrified to even move. BANG! A scream was rushing up to my throat, but couldn’t escape my chapped lips. What’s going on? I was too horrified to move, and it was too dark to see anything! What could I do, just stand there, and wait for whatever lurked toward me? A drop of cold sweat ran down my forehead. It crept down my face like a little spider. My hands and legs were wavering like they wanted to jump from my body.
Thump… Thump… Something was stalking me! Like I was its next meal! But for Heaven’s sakes, I couldn’t see what it was! Was it a man approaching me? Or was it some lost beast that found its way in? Wherever that man—or that thing was standing, one of the florescent lights flickered on above it… It was Peter, my best friend…but something was wrong… I stared into my friend’s cold eyes; they were sunken deep within their sockets. They stared at me… They stared at me like a rabid beast would! Looking down his pale body, I saw that his shirt was torn, and in his right hand was a hammer. Its claw was facing down to the floor, and it was covered in blood. After he slowly licked the blood off his hammer, Peter slowly crept towards me…
The lights flickered off, and I was left in total darkness again. I didn’t know where in the school or Hell itself I was going, but I was blindly running for dear life. With my hands in front of me, as if they were guiding me down the hallways, I ran through the darkness when suddenly another florescent light flickered on… There was someone lying on the floor… I slowly went up to whoever was lying there… It was Katherine, and she was sound asleep… I went up to her; her mouth was wide open, and her eyes were rolled in the back of her head… I looked down her pale body, panting, and there were bloodied flesh wounds on her abdomen! Dear God, she was dead!
It was—It was Peter! Peter killed her! The lights kept twitching on and off…as he came closer… The lights died! But that didn’t stop my soon-to-be killer! Thump… Thump…
Make Love - Daft Punk
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