User blog:PedoBearTime/Dark Dreams: Daniela P.

My pillow is soaked, its dark and I’m not sure what it is. It smells like iron and it’s warm. I get up and I feel weak, like I have nothing in my body, just a sack of skin. When I finally get to the mirror a candle is lit I’m not sure how it got there, but soon I’m touching it the wax drips on my figure, but I don’t feel pain… I enjoy it. I bring the candle up to my face, the hot, gloomy light revels what was all over my bed and body. Blood; I drop the candle, but I can still to the blood. The lights start to flicker on and off then they come on brighter than ever. It take when it seems like decades for my eyes to adjust to the lights, I almost wish it would have took longer. In the mirror I can see a figure behind me, right next to the places I once laid. The ginger hair gleams in the light; redder then ever…it was stained from the blood as well. I reached into my hood and try to get my phone I needed to call for help, I needed to learn what had happened. But my phone wasn’t there, instead a small pistol was there, wrapped in a bloody cloth. I dropped the gun, at that moment I knew what I have done, I have taken the life of someone…. but I did not know who it was. I didn’t fully realize but my body, blood soaked and sore, made its way towards the body. I turned the body over those big green eyes pierced my very soul. I now knew who this girl was, the love of my life the very reason for my breath. Eliza, the women I one day wanted to marry. I killed her. I don’t remember why or even how, but I killed her. I couldn’t do anything to bring her back. Then I remember the sleeping pills I had to take, I grabbed them ripping the cap off. With my final goodbyes I kissed Eliza and took out all 25 pills and put them in my mouth, swallowing them all with one very uncertain swallow. I went back to the place where I laid and grabbed my love, holding her close, crying and kissing her forehead. I felt myself slipping away and then, I felt something. Her hand slowly moved towards me and then was placed on my cheek. She was facing me her face seemed demonic and evil. I started to feel faint and slowly pass out. She started to laugh, mocking me. My eyes were closed but I was still able to hear she lend in and whispered “you’re such a damn fool…you were never good enough for me” and she let out the most evil. I felt a last warm tear roll down my check and then nothing.