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| Halloween Comp Story |
| I heard the creaking of the door, and then that beautiful face I had been waiting all day finally peered past the dark wood. The soft pastels of her dress complimented her dark flowing curls, the gentle golden features of her face seemed a bit dull tonight, pale in the evening glow of the full moon. It didn't take her long to invite me in; her parents were lovely enough, but I really just wanted to get to the prom. It was officially our last year of school, our last prom before the rest of my life. It had to be perfect. And it will be. I made sure of it. Everything was set, concocted from months of preparations, and now all the pieces were slowly falling into place as I snaked my arm around my date's waist, leading them into the cold and uninviting moonlight. In they hopped, and off we went. I couldnât believe the time had finally come. I could finally end the reign of terror. You see, this girl, no this monster, has been haunting my mind for eons. Never alone as they stalked my thoughts, my every waking moment. Even my dreams werenât safe from this demon in human skins. I had held onto my sanity for this long, how could I succumb to the evil ways they planned for me? Someone who was supposed to be my friend, to help me, someone who I should have loved, cherished, to hold, to support, and to be held, supported. Why was she anything but? I felt crushed beneath those eyes of blue, beautiful gems of the sky, yet hard and rough like the waves that crushed men at sea. A gorgeous baby blue, colour unfit for humans to wear, but one she wore so well. It was like ice, something that would cut your very soul if you looked too hard and I found myself trapped beneath those ice caps; she held me captive with every movement, every word, every glance she sent my way. I dreaded this day in a sense, to give up something so filled with beauty and grace. But the deceit, the lies, the nightmares she hides inside her. The skeletons piling up in her closet, I canât just be another. This time, I shall give her the nightmares she bestowed on me, and an untimely but befitting surprise. Her demise. |
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