Love for the Wicked
Entry Six - Later that night.
Journal Entry 6, November 10.
Nieya is dead. I watched them take her out in the ambulance. I was there when the doctors came out and told her family. I was there when they laid her to rest in the Sallesville cemetery. Nieya. Is. Dead.
But as I made my way down the hallway I felt something behind me. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up.. I turned. She stood there watching me. Her black hair hung straight down, her brown eyes were empty. She did not move.
My mouth had opened, I attempted to scream. Nothing came out.
And just like that she was gone.
This was two hours ago and my hands are still shaking and my body still feels cold. I don't understand.
Nieya is dead. I watched them take her out in the ambulance. I was there when the doctors came out and told her family. I was there when they laid her to rest in the Sallesville cemetery. Nieya. Is. Dead.
But as I made my way down the hallway I felt something behind me. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up.. I turned. She stood there watching me. Her black hair hung straight down, her brown eyes were empty. She did not move.
My mouth had opened, I attempted to scream. Nothing came out.
And just like that she was gone.
This was two hours ago and my hands are still shaking and my body still feels cold. I don't understand.