She nailed her wrist to the floor and waited. In her boney hand she held a note, tightly. Wondering if she'd ever escape... She heard those familar voices. "Jessica.."Closing her eyes tight, she murmered "What a hidious name." "Jessica." the raspy whisper grew more. A tear escaped her dark eyes as she tried to push the voices aside. "Come with us !" "No!" she screamed as she jumped up, ripping the nail from the floor that bound them together so close and tight. She stumbled to a small corner and sat quietly as the small voices seemed to knock at the door. Her frightend eyes followed the shadows to the door as they widend. "Do it, Jessica. Don't be afraid! No one cares, they don't understand you, but we do. They won't miss you." "Okay!" she screamed, wanting them to leave, "I'll seperate my heart from my chest and spread the blood across the room! I'll choke on my own lungs and hang from the ceiling by my intestines! My brain will rush from my nose! Just leave me alone afterwards!" The girl walked to the end of the room and opend a small, black box. Inside she pulled out a silver, shiney blade. Sighing deeply, she turned the blade in her bloody palms. "Yes, Jessica! Do it! Bleed, feed us!" She began to cry as she looked up, opening the letter and began to read. "My body will rest underground, but my agonized screams will echo in your ears. My tattered soul will liberate my power to kill my enemies. Because of you, I'm no longer here. I'm saying goodbye now..." She paused as she heard a slight tap at her door. "Carly? Are you okay?" a soft voice asked. The doornob turned, then jiggled. "Carly.. unlock the door. Don't do anything!" "Go away! I'm not Carly! I'm not Carly! I AM NOT CARLY!" The woman's voice turned to a demonish, low growl. "If you don't open the door, Carly, you know what will happen!" The girl's eyes darkend as she moved back. She dropped the knife but held the note tight and began to read again. "...I'm saying goodbye now, but I will return. I'll come back for my revenge and your blood will shed twice as bad as mine did. Farewell to you." She grabbed a handfull of nails and the hammer from the floor and walked to the far wall of the room. Standing against it, she bent over, carefully placing a nail in the center of her foot. She tapped the end of the nail. Then suddenly, she swung down hard with the hammer. Missing, she hit her big toe, the bones shattering into thousands of small pieces with a loud, blood curdling crunch. Without a sound, she raised the hammer again, groaning as her toe began to throb. Placing the nail back, she took a deep breath. Once again, she swung, this time hitting the nail, driving it through her small foot. Smiling at the sight of the blood, she wiped her hand across her face, smearing the dark, red blood apon it. "Carly! What are you doing!? Stop!" the woman's voice called out with worry. "Its okay, Mommy. Now you don't have to pretend to love me anymore. I'm ending your troubles and pain. The voices called for me again. Satan wants me more than you do, and I'm going to him now. Don't worry, Mommy, now you can do what you want. Oh, and Mommy...." Her voice turned into an angery, frightening pitch as she screamed from between clenched teeth "MY NAME ISN'T CARLY!" Despite the crying and yelling from behind the door, she looked back down. Picking up another nail, she placed it against her other foot. After driving the nail through her foot, she said quietly. "Are you happy now, Mommy? Your little girl is hurting herself. She's dying because you didn't tell her you love her. Instead you told her she was a mistake. But you don't have to be alone. Daddy's behind the shed, in the little hole I made for him after I cut his arms off and pushed pins through his eyes. I think he likes his new home. Tell him I said hello." She layed her hand on the floor, palm up. Cupping her it just enough so a nail would stay up on its own. She tapped the nail so it would puncture through her skin to hold its place. Standing, she put the hand against the wall. She brought her free hand, with the hammer, back, then swung, nailing her hand to the wall. She let out a long, evil laugh then stopped. "Oh, shoot! I forgot the note! Now I have to start all over." Sighing, she pulled her feet up, ripping them from the floor, then her hand from the wall. "Carly, please, don't do this!" the woman screamed. "Mommy..." she replied "I don't feel too good. I'm dizzy and woozy." her eyes rolled up in the back of her head as she collapsed to the floor. **** Jerking up from her sleep, Sarah looked around her dark room then reached over, turning her lamp on. Grabbing her notebook and pen, she began to write "My body will rest under ground, but my agonized screams will echo in your ears.... * By Catalina* Home |