Im walking into the dark shadow of building all alone coming home from my work. I always walk this way home and my friends only seen me at school, i never invite people over to my place. as i was walking i hear this voice yelling my name, but i ignore it, im a girl who wores black but i aint gothic i just use to the dark it soothes my souls for many reasons. One night on october i walked home from smelling the air like it was raining but the air was thicker with a dirty musk of sewer that i didnt notice the tall man following me. i kept walking not stopping as i went into the woods then i began to run i fell once cutting my leg and my left hand,but i got up climb a tree hiding and holding my hand and leg. the footsteps got closer and then i got down hoping and thinking he was gone. i slowly moved then something hit me on the head and everything went black. i woke to the smell of blood and dirt like i was in some sort of dungon. I cant see the room very well but its cold filled with cobwebs and the matress that i realize i was laying on has me chained to wall with a man who looks seventeen with black hair staring at me. 28
Posted on: Tue, 19 Nov 2013 09:06:30 +0000
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