Your character feels that their body is becoming less and less human...
Enchanting flower, glowing bright.
Reaching closer, fingers light.
Graze the petals, throat feels tight.
A burning starts to grow inside,
Spreading, crawling, across my skin.
My flesh it stretches, creating anew.
Twisting, bending, and breaking too
Fingers elongate, Claws push through
The air has suddenly grown thin.
What is this? I cant begin.
Gasping, choking, crying out.
Consumed by something u...
The beep of a machine;
Thirst for it,
The sharp teeth from my gums more pointy,
My eyes more dark.
The smell is close,
Rust and wood.
A polychromatic room blinds my eyes.
I am becoming the monster
I always feared....
Just in case
Nothing ever felt the same
Everyday roots grew
They kept growing
It seemed to never end
Until her body became stiff
And she was left,
Standing in her house
Tall and strong
Arms now branches
Thick with bark and leaves
Forever left standing,
UnTiL aLl SeNsEs DiEd...
I opened my eyes to see,
But darkness greeted me instead
I blinked slowly…once…twice…
Still, stiff, solid like ice
Is this what dying feels like?
My hair felt like yarn on a doll
Tangled, long, misshapen, and dense
There were no scissors nearby
So it hung, as if on standby
It hung, and I felt an odd sense of goodbye
My hands were hard like metal
I balled them tight into fists
Thats when I heard...
She felt power surge through her as she was hit by the electric bullet….
1 MONTH LATER:
‘Lily-Anne can you come down here please?’ the girls mother called up to her. She walked over to the bedroom door when her legs gave out and she collapsed her. She looked at her arms only to realise they were shaking more than they had ever shaken before. Veins pulsed a range of colours. Reds. Yello...
I look into the mirror ahead of me, denial taking over my mind. The blood in my veins has stopped, solidified into bark, causing small branches to protrude from my skin. Despite this, I still remain healthy. My skin’s pallor remained the same, not a dull gray or blue.
I thread my hand through my hair. The soft feeling of the long locks against was replaced with an uncomfortable crunchiness. It wa...
The image in the mirror stares back at me but I refuse to believe that image is me.
I lean in closer, making mental documentation of my ever changing features. I gently pull under my eyes revealing a greenish tint to what was once white and reddened by blood vessels. The golden brown hue of my irises now taken over by a corpse-like grey. My cheeks are sunken. Hair is thinning. And god…the sores....
As I sit on my bed, curled up in a ball, I silently cry. I feel my hands and feet going numb. I know this is my fault. I was too needy, too focused on capturing your love that I threw away our friendship. And now I’ve lost you completely…
The pain is becoming unbearable. I have to move around. I walk outside and sit on the grass. As I lay down and look up at the sky, my mind returns to ...
My mother died
Just two weeks ago
Todays my eighteenth birthday
I lost all feelings in my arms
As I carry on with my day
I see something gray on my arms
But it also looks like trouble
I assume it’s just some glitter
I go on with my day
I start to see some on my legs
It’s quite hard to move them now
If there is a god
And if i...
“Who knew the path forced upon me could create such freedom? All the fibers and sparks of crackling electricity consuming my body as it changes terrifies me. But the high I get from the feeling of being unstoppable is all consuming. Every molecule in my being has granted unimaginable sensations. Like colors are brilliantly vibrant, the most flavorful meal explodes with fire, and my hearing range h...