Insanity Speaks For the Broken Soul
Stay Away!
“Good morning Tracy.” I felt a light tap on my forehead. Who in the world….I slowly opened my eyes. It was a man. Not just any man. It was my dad. I fell out of my bed and screamed for the life of me. Desperately, I grabbed the sharpest pencil on my desk and pointed it straight at him
” Don’t get near my, I….I can hurt you with this!”
“My oh my, what are you going to do, darling? Poke me? Look honey, you might as well accept your fate. You’re going to die, right in my arms. Just the same way your mother died in yours. “
I blinked and all of a sudden, the room turned pitch black. It was cold and then I felt a slight hiss behind me. Something sharp scraped the side of my rib and drops of blood littered the floor. My dad plunged me to the floor and began beating me. Before I knew it, he pulled out his knife. He glided it across my face, outlining the shape of my chin.
“You poor, poor thing..” With a sharp, ringing clash, the sword dove right towards my heart but before I could feel it, I knocked out cold.
” Don’t get near my, I….I can hurt you with this!”
“My oh my, what are you going to do, darling? Poke me? Look honey, you might as well accept your fate. You’re going to die, right in my arms. Just the same way your mother died in yours. “
I blinked and all of a sudden, the room turned pitch black. It was cold and then I felt a slight hiss behind me. Something sharp scraped the side of my rib and drops of blood littered the floor. My dad plunged me to the floor and began beating me. Before I knew it, he pulled out his knife. He glided it across my face, outlining the shape of my chin.
“You poor, poor thing..” With a sharp, ringing clash, the sword dove right towards my heart but before I could feel it, I knocked out cold.