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Vines creeping from the roof slowly strangling the girl.

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Gaia was laying in bed next to her mate Joseph, both staring at the screen in front of them. When Gaia suddenly felt a cool shiver down her spine, causing every hair on her body to stand up. She knew what time it was. She felt the warmth leave Joseph’s body, slowly making its way to the front of the room. Gaia closed her eyes and scrunched the blanket up over her face. When she felt Joseph turn her way and slide his hand towards her. Pulling the blanket off of her face. “Look”, Joseph commanded. As a slender black shadow creeped above the screen, just watching me from where the ceiling and wall meet. Joseph could smell my fear and told me to not be afraid, it enjoys that. I squeezed my eyes tight, gripping the blanket as tight as my little body could. “He’s right next to you now” Joseph said. I immediately start panicking and scotched closer in towards “my mate”. “Tell him to go away please Joseph.” I could hear the pounding from Joseph’s heart as he said “They don’t like you.” Gaia said with a confused face “why?” Joseph stared into the pits of my soul, “because you make them mad, they don’t like that you try and change me.” I could feel the hovering shadow of his demons above me.

When I asked her name she refused to tell me but only cranked her neck from side to side. As her eyes followed mine I breathed in coolly and out harshly with hopes to blow her away. She hardly reacted except for a small twitch in her jaw that told me enough was enough. I knew she wouldn’t let me leave til she got what she wanted- what belonged to me. I’d sown them shut already. Completely unwilling I was to let her watch me forever. I don’t miss them if that’s what you’re wondering- I remember color very well. I shattered her soon after and haven’t heard from her since. Although, I do wonder if she still waits for me to unthread my eyes and acknowledge her. I won’t. I’ll spoon them before I look in that mirror again.

The dark and misty clouds surround the weak and trembling forest. Nature slowly engulfs everything in its path. As the pale moon rises, all the ghosts arise from their graves to scare those for the first and last time. In the coal black night all was chaos, screams fled the area until none were left except for the ghosts. They now roam freely in the shadow of lush green mountains. The place turned into a grey lonely place where the birds and insects were always silent. The nature keeps on reinventing itself to the land’s now peaceful and timeless rhythms as the ghosts wander around for eternity.

A gostly ghoul sat on her coffin The lid shut and sealed Roses grow along its edge Her dress a haunting white When you near your world will twist As shadows dance And you join her to rest

The eerie quiet of your room amplified the constant buzzing within your ears. Sitting up, your eyes instinctively fall upon the alarm clock, the night had been filled with restless uneasy sleep. Seeing the clock, you jump to a start, panic filling your rigged groggy form. The image upon the clock burned itself deep into your memory—a sinking feeling of dread revoking your appetite and making your stomach churn. Not changing your attire and rapidly slipping something onto your feet you bolt out the door. The reaper was after you, death by the hands of your parents was an unpleasant fate. Your final exam within mathematics started 10 minutes ago.

	Your fate may as well been sealed… You were late.

While on my night run, I saw her sitting on a bench slumped over. She looked like she was crying with her head tucked in her legs. It was a whaling cry, something you’d hear from a mother who just lost her child. As I get closer, the whaling slowly becokes what sounds like a growl. I’m beside the distraught figure, I bend over to touch her shoulder and the skin of her face melts off. The figure turns around with maggots covering her face, old rotten bone showing through. No eyes, nose or teeth to be seen. It makes this alarming screech right before it jumps on all 4 running towards me. I run for dear life looking back and noticing it disappeared, never to be seen again.

Are you afraid of the dark? Of what lurks in the shadowy unknown? Visions of moaning monsters crawling on top of your bed, with razor sharp teeth, ready to chomp down on your neck. Your teddy bear, laying next to you, it’s face concealed. But you can see the smile. Somehow, somewhere, it’s plans of murder are there. So you pray the morning comes quickly, while your heart pounds louder than ever before. Footsteps echo through the hallway… but are they friend or foe? Beloved mother or 3 legged ghost? You should be afraid of the dark.

It wasn’t like him to be this late. His timeliness was something he always prided himself on, and I’d never known him to be more then five minutes late for anything since we had started dating three months ago. The steak and roasted green beans grow colder, the smell of sandalwood overpowering now as the candle burns lower and lower. I blow it out and try his cell again, hoping for a response but expecting none. I go to toss the food out when I hear a knock at my apartment door. I fling the door open, but strangely, no one is there. My phone dings- “thx for warming the oven. you’ll make for an exquisite main course.” The knife crosses my throat, and I fall down, down into a pool of red, never to find my way back.

It’s been so long.

The dress has long been part of the mist.

It desperately wants to sleep, but the roses have sealed the bed shut.

It wants to rest but its face is screwed into an expression of death.

It’s been long rotting in that white misty dress.

The dress has become the tomb, and the tomb has become a place it cannot be.

It’ll still wait though.

It’s got nothing to loose anymore.

Not anymore.