User:Mitchie.Marry.Kats

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I woke up with the sound of my alarm clock going off. The weird thing its that it was actually 3am. And as much as I tried,I couldn't turn it off.

As the sound started getting unbearable yet my body demanded that i went back to sleep, I unplugged my alarm. After that, a few seconds of silence where followed, but just when i was about to drift back into sleep, the alarm went off again.

Not knowing what to do and starting to feel terrified, I did the first thing that came to my mind. I went to ask my brother, who was surely awake playing video games, for help.

As I walked my way to his room, the sound of the alarm got louder and louder, driving me nearly mad.

As I suspected, my brother was awake on his computer.

"Hey Charlie, could you help me turn my alarm off? It just doesn't stop, it's driving me insane." I said holding the device in my hands.

"Sally, what are you talking about?" My brother said and looked at me with a confused expression on his face.

"I'm talking about the alarm that's in my hand and that doesn't goes off! What else would I be talking about?"

"Sally... You're holding a book."

As I looked down, I was in fact holding a book. But the noise in my head only got louder and louder.

I dropped the book and ran back to my room. Voices in my head turning into screams and the imaged turning into nightmares.

I tried to run through the hallway, but my feet seemed to get heavier. The walls started to spin and the shadows turned into faces.

After what looked like hours trying to get to my room, I finally did. The moment I stepped inside, everything went back to normal. I mean, everything except for the weirdly familiar boy sitting on my window.

He had his back to me, yet I knew exactly how he looked. The image of his face filled my head. Tall boy. Blond. His face paler then I've ever seemed. His eyes weren't there, but there was no hole where they should be. Two black and empty circles filled in the empty spot. He hadn't got a smile. Only a single and thin black line covering his face from side to side.

My mind was scared. Yet I couldn't move. It's like he was the magnet and I was the iron, there was no way of getting away.

"You wanna know something very interesting?" Said the boy as I felt the door behind me being closed.

"There are more ways to arrange a deck of cards then atoms on Earth, crazy right?" He said shuffling a deck of cards him self.

As if all my confidence was given back to me, I spoke to the boy.

"What are you doing here? I don't know you! Leave"

The boy only laughed at my face and threw the deck of cards up in the air. As I looked around, all the cards seemed to be falling slowly, like feathers. He picked a single card amongst all and played with it.

"You silly girls -he laughed- it's so easy to get into your minds" and within the blink of an eye, he was inches of my face "So easy to find out all of your fears... so simple to tear them apart." He said and went back to the window. "I mean, that's what you popular kids like to do right? Mess someone's mind up until they can't take it anymore, until you've driven completely insane."

"Leave my room, now"

"Oh but dear... Are you sure I am In your room?" And with that he disappeared. "Or am I inside you head?" I looked around but he was nowhere to be seen.

At that moment, my mind was filled with screams and cries. All I could see was red and all I could hear was pain.

The boy appeared siting on my bed, but this time playing with a dead flower. The boy stared me in the eye, and at that moment I fell to my knees. The sound and images of blood and pain filled my head in such way that I could fill them as it was happening to me. The boy's eyes never lost my sight and the pain only increased.

"Please stop! Please! You're driving me mad! Stop it!" I closed my eyes to try to avoid the pain I was feeling.

"I am driving you mad? Oh poor thing, you're doing that to yourself my dear." He said now standing in front of me. "You are driving yourself mad like you drover her!" He was clearly angry. I opened my eyes only yo see papers flying everywhere, furniture tumbling to the floor.

"Her who!? I did nothing I'm innocent I promise!"

The boy let out a painful chuckle "You really have no clue.. You have no clue how much you can ruin someones life. You killed her. You made her kill herself." He was walking in circles around me. "You know the pain I felt when I walked into her room? My little sister... Hanging there... Like and ornament waiting to be hung on a tree."

"I-im sorry I have no idea what you are talking about!" I said between sobs.

"Thats because you never cared and never will! All you care is about your stupid little life. You didn't even care if you where ruining someone else's!"

He walked up to me and kneeled to be around as the same size as I. "But you will also feel it.. You will suffer like she did."

"I'm sorry I didn't mean for her to do so!*

"Well... You did that to her... And now you have to pay. Just know girl, today it's your last day around... Because after this the only person you will be is a corpse in a tomb. Today you die."

"You can't kill me! The police will find you, there is no way you can get away with that!"

The boy laughed " You sure the police will find me?" He said as the room stared to spin out of control and all the music was turned on to max. "Aren't you sure I'm just part of your thoughts"

"You can't kill me!" i yelled and closed my eyes truing to speak to him from across the room but not wanting to see what was going on.

"Oh my darling, I won't kill you" Said the boy once more. As i opened my eyes, everything was back to normal. Furniture right on place and all the voices was gone... Except for one. The voice from the boy, coming from behind my ear like a whisper "You're gonna do that for me".

As I looked up again, i was sitting on my bed. On my lap I saw pills and a glass of water. Had I done that? Was that really a boy or was it simply my imagination?

With does thoughts in my mind i did it. I swallowed them all. Never living long enough to discover if it was my mind playing tricks on me.. Or that familiar boy who showed up at my window.