The dark is creeping in again, and I can almost feel it strangle me with its hands. And the cold that shadows it drowns me, flushing every logical thought from my head.1
My head.2
Oh, my head. What had happened? What's going to happen next?3
Oh, the confusion, and my pulling the hairs out of my head isn't helping, too. And these people, why are they watching me from a cage? And...4
I look at my red, wet hands. They are always red. And wet. But the pain never subsides, and the people never go away.
A contest entry
- Insane yet? by Ninja Bubble.
100 points, ended January 7, 2008, 15 entries
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I wrote it down in under 3 minutes! Haha, hope you like it. Would you like to recommend on any suggestions to improve it?
Comments
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wow this is really good! okay so im finally getting around to reading some of your stories! lol sorry for such the long wait!
so, this peice is really wonderful and original. i really loved it. you had me hooked on this from the first line! great job really. keep it up.
-LostSoul
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Interesting, best of luck!
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