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My breath quickened. "Sanchi, now you're scaring me. Say something." "Dhruv." I sounded so . . . weak. So broken to say anything else to him. Hugging my knees together, I yelled back at the mind to shut up and leave me alone. To the voice to never come back and haunt me to take a whiff and forget everything around me. But I wanted to escape reality. It was hard facing it. I didn't want to face the pain. It was awful.

the man said terrified, falling down to his knees with his hands clasps. "That was the made from the only flock of griffins left in the entire world. Trix furrowed her brow. He spoke words, yet all she heard was genocide coming out. "And you call me filth," she retorted, sending a deadly silence throughout the entire party.

He asked again, but this time it was scarier; his eyes darkened and all lights in the room were turned off except the one directly above us. He pressed his body against mine to the point where my breast touched his chest. I was terrified; in fact, I was dying under his strong grip on me. I wanted to go home because that place was not designed for a normal human being like me. "SPEAK," he yelled, causing me to leap to my feet. "I-I swear, I have no idea what's going on with my body, ple-please, please, believe me, I'm telling the truth. Please, don't kill me." I was crying now.

Making Kevin's heart feel broken for the umpteenth time. "Me and my mother are parasites, whose presence is never expected !!!" ~Next Chapter~ _________________ ____________________

She is only stating facts, "What you did was your own choice, Nikolas, whatever happened to you wasn't responsible for this choice, you need to wake up and see that!" "You don't understand." I whispered, no one will ever understand, "You don't know the sick thoughts that still go in my head, you don't know that the only person who is scared of me is myself, you don't know that he is still there in me, the monster is still there waiting for the right moment to snap and if I don't control him the same thing will happen again, the pain will overpower me and I'll ruin everyone again so please, just tell me that you're by my side, tell me that you don't hate me, because if I lost everything again

I am now hostage of the devil himself because of some diamonds l don't know about. I try to stand up but my legs fail to support my whole body. I'm in excruciating pain. Tears stream down my patchy cheeks. “What now, Cassy? You’re going to die. He’s going to kill you.” I chant again and again. I try to stand up again, but it's a hustle. Footfalls echo, and the door creaks open, light making its way into my little dungeon. I'm scared to turn back. Here comes my fucking misery.

His tears fell hot and heavy, passing right through my hand as if I wasn't even there. For the first time since becoming... whatever I am now, I actually felt something—Vincent's tears. But despite everything, it was as if he couldn't see me anymore. I waved my arms, made silly faces, anything to catch his attention, but he didn't react. His eyes remained glued to my gravestone. Seriously, Vincent? Staring at that lifeless photo of me, when I'm standing right here? Can't you see me? Frustrated, I glared at him. But before I could do anything more, a gust of wind swept through, and suddenly, I felt weightless. My body, already barely visible, began to dissolve into the breeze. My vision blurr

"Well, you guessed right. I was never your mother. I found you on a hiking trip with my friends and your miserable, dying mother gave me some money in order to take you away from there. I figured I could use some help since I needed to move from the vicinity where I was. Thankful to that money, I was able to rent this duplex. Your mother also claimed you couldn't remember anything since something had been done to you to make you forget the events that happened to you. She only told me you come from one place called Black Moon and then she gave up the ghost. I was scared and seeing your innocent face, decided not to abandon you." Mrs Cole examined nonchalantly as she munched on her potato fri

and put back the glass. I knew it was a nightmare, I knew from the start yet it makes me numb as if it's the first time to face the monster of darkness. monster of darkness, I've named it since the first time I began to experience this nightmare. I have seen this same nightmare a few times. every time it makes me numb, makes me feel like dead and at the end it grabs me and i would wake up in horror. I don't know what it is and why it's chasing me, but it will appear whenever I'm in danger or something isn't right in my life. It's like a red alert for me. in my teenage I saw this nightmare for the first time, when I was harassed by my own uncle, till now I never shared this with anyone, not e

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