Guest MissMurderIsSchizo Posted May 9, 2012 Posted May 9, 2012 (edited) The small white room stands around her petrified still body, the padded white walls tower over her as if watching her corpse for the slightest twitch or shiver. Her muscles tightened as her body convulsed to her nightmare of the night her boyfriend and sister were brutally murdered in front of her. She wakes up screaming and thrashing at her blankets until her eyes open, blinded in tears and memories she wants to throw away. She can smell her attacker, she distinctly remembers his scent of cheap aftershave. Her mouth is dry but she can taste her blood from where he punched her lips to keep her quiet. She pushes herself against the wall now, trying to make herself as small as possible. Tears stream down her face as she buries her face in her legs. She is shaking now, feeling lost, alone, helpless and mostly vulnerable. With thoughts too lifelike to be imagined she clears her eyes and looks up to her room to follow where the whispering is coming from. Her eyes shoot to the door where violent scratching can be heard. The whispering is coming from behind her so she thrusts herself from the wall into the middle of the room away from the protection of the padded wall. Her lungs tighten as her heart races away. She tries to run but there is nowhere to go as she slams into other walls and falls to the floor. Slowly she lifts her head and she remembers the blood stains scattered on the wall. She lets out a final deafening scream as she claws the floor until she feels like her throat will flood with blood and her fingers start staining the white cushioned ground Edited May 9, 2012 by MissMurderIsSchizo
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