Silent vociferation
After the party, she would storm to her room, ripping all the wrappers, except the day after that birthday, each of them tearing apart, broken, and missing.
But, that night she was having a nightmare, endless wood and many people chasing for her, the words weren't easy for a kid her age to understand. They groans, and they scream as if they were suffering and want her to feel them too. The clawing behind her forced her to slow down. They all stink like she was in a sea of dead people, they were wounded badly, some even lost their heads, lost their arms, and some were just chest and belly parts jumping around, hands dragging the limp closer to her. The clawing getting harder and harder, and h
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