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My Last Memory

May 7, 2009
By AngelMRaven BRONZE, Milwaukee, Wisconsin
AngelMRaven BRONZE, Milwaukee, Wisconsin
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It was Friday the 17th. I was home alone; my mom, brother, and sister were gone. I wasn't sure where, but I know sometimes they leave without me when they can't find me. I was in my living room watching a horror movie. It was getting dark and it started to rain. I could hear the rain drops tapping on my roof top. Heavy rain drops at that. I could hear the people screaming in the movie. Screaming in terror. Silence suddenly filled my living room. The screaming stopped. The TV turned off.

"It must be the storm,"

I thought to myself. At that time the TV turned back on. The people were screaming again. A small smirk of satisfactory lit across my face. Happy to see the TV was back on. Silence again. The TV turned back off. The smirk disappeared and I narrowed my eyes. The TV started to turn on and off, on and off. I was starting to get irritated, listening to the screaming coming then going. A small part of me felt fear, so I unplugged the TV. Everything was silent again. I was in the dark. Being that the TV was the only thin on. Well that and the bathroom light. I went to flicker the living room light on. No avail. All the lights were off because of the storm. The only light that was on was, like i said before, was the bathroom light. That left only one thing to do. Take a bath. I wasn't really in the mood for a shower. I walked through the kitchen to the bathroom. I turned the hot water on and went back in the kitchen, looking for a snack while I waited for the tub to fill up. Slowly everything started to spin. I got light headed. I started to hear voices muttering things to me. Either that, or I was talking without realizing it. The spinning, the voices. Was i going insane? I felt fear rush and tingle through out my body. Soon the pressure became too much and i collapsed. Darkness. Nothing.

About an hour later, I woke up. My eyes were heavy. The lights were back on and i slowly got up. My legs were a bit wobbly. I remembered the water was still running, so i slowly walked in the bathroom. The floor was wet and the tub was over flowing. I walked to the tub and turned the water off. I put the toilet seat down and sat. My head was still in a fog as i stared at the over filled tub.

"My head..."

I whispered in the slight pain of a head ache. As I stared at the water, I noticed a dark crimson color filling the clearness of the water. It slowly started spreading till the water was completely red. "What the hell is that?" I reached my hand out into the water, and when I pulled my arm back, my eyes widen. The water turned into blood! I just sat there in shock. I stared at my hand. What's happening? I really must be going scary. Most people would have already left, but poor me, I was paralyzed in shock. A high pitched scream tore through my ears. Then a woman flashed out the tub of blood and grabbed my face. Brown eyes, staring deathly at my own. Her skin was freshly stained in blood. The woman... The woman was me! Her hair covered in blood, her clothes covered in blood, her skin covered in the dark red. Wait! What am I saying?! That’s my hair, my clothes, my skin covered in the thick crimson! I was so horrified, I shut my eyes waiting for the worst to happen. Everything became silent again. Nothing happen, so I slowly opened my eyes. Nothing was there. Finally, I felt my body twitch. Able to move again. I got up from the toilet seat and a little freaked out, I slipped and hit my head on the sink and everything went black.

When I woke up, I wasn't in my bathroom anymore.. To make things stranger, I wasn't even at home! I was in a simple dark room with one window that had bars on it, and one sturdy mat on the floor. The only light in the room was that of the moon, shinning through the bard up window. I groaned in pain as I slowly sat up, not thinking. My hair... The hair all over my body suddenly started to stand on end. Scared. Terrified. To make things worse, I saw a dark, tall figure in the shadows, and the small light in the room shinned on his clean, white shoes. He walked into the light so I could see his face. The light of the moon revealed that he was young with dead white hair, and chocolate brown eyes and a seductive smirk on his face. I slowly got up. Sore and frightened, I questioned him.

"Where am I? Who are you."

He said nothing ,leaving me in the dark about his plans. His smirk grew into a smile and he slowly walked towards me. With every step he took forward, I went backwards. Each step he took forward was smooth and confident, while mine were simply uncertain and shaky. He kept moving towards me while backed away until there was no more room left to go. I was backed up against the wall. He was about two inches away from me and a small chuckle came out his mouth.

"I am the thief of souls from the underworld."

He answered my questioned.

"And I come to take you soul!"

With that, he grabbed my hair, twisted me around, so that my back was facing him.

"Soon you'll be part of my collection!"

He hissed with venom dripping from his every word. At that existence a sharp pain in my neck began to rush through my body. When I realized what he'd done, I was suddenly inspired by fear I'd never thought I could feel now. He cut my throat! The dread! The uneasiness, the strange frightening sensation; It was a nightmare. I fell to my knees and watched the blood fall and drop to the ground like i was a faucet. The guy just stood there and laughed. After that, my vision started to haze. Everything went black once again.

Soon the darkness faded away and I was here. I was in the house of captured, magnanimous souls. It's been many years since that day and only one memory runs through my mind. Rewinding and replaying forever. I no longer remember my name. I no longer remember how my family looks or sounds. I can't even remember the reason why this happen to me. All I can remember is that one night. A night of agitation and anxiety caused by his presence, an imminence of danger. My only memory. My last memory.

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Death_Babyz said...
on Dec. 28 2009 at 5:14 pm
Death_Babyz, Greenville, New Hampshire
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this story kept me on my toes the whole time while i was reading it

on Dec. 5 2009 at 8:59 pm
Babygurl_101 SILVER, N/A, California
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Favorite Quote:
"Angels are the quiet girls that just havent been noticed yet"
"The past is the past, and i am your futuer." (<3<3<3<3<3)

this is a good story!!! kep writting

on Oct. 27 2009 at 12:52 pm
Lil_Soldier BRONZE, Madera, California
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Favorite Quote:
"You cant keep a good man down"

i agree nice story..i think ur really talented and that u should write more..=]

on Oct. 23 2009 at 2:09 pm
Brunettie SILVER, Norfolk, Virginia
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Niiiiiice Story!!!!

AasthaD said...
on Oct. 14 2009 at 6:53 am
wow.....i wish i could write like this...

huskiefan said...
on Sep. 30 2009 at 5:30 pm
WOW! that story is so cool! you are a great writer! keep writing and don't stop!!!!!!

josh233 said...
on Sep. 15 2009 at 12:48 pm
GOOD it was scarier though but still good

aquagal said...
on Sep. 6 2009 at 9:34 am
aquagal, Anominis, Indiana
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I am only at that part were she sees the stuf in the bath tube its good so far I might to scard thouhe

LaylaViolet said...
on Sep. 4 2009 at 1:29 pm
WHOA!!!! Totally crazy. I read a seven times. Amazazingly awesome. Don't stop writing. :D

on Aug. 8 2009 at 10:39 pm
poetic_natural GOLD, Jefferson, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
"you know you're in love because you can't fall asleep, because reality is finally better than your dreams"

wow i am scared!!! lots of blood.........ha i like it

on May. 23 2009 at 1:54 am
biggerinfinities SILVER, Superior, Colorado
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Favorite Quote:
“We accept the love we think we deserve.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

one word- eeeeekkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!

on May. 19 2009 at 8:22 pm
unearthlyhaphazard GOLD, N/A, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"There are three rules for writing the novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are."~W. Somerset Maugham

Awesome. It chilled me to the bone . . . but it was awesome. Write some more horror, please!

CatCave GOLD said...
on May. 19 2009 at 5:16 pm
CatCave GOLD, Duluth, Georgia
17 articles 14 photos 39 comments

Favorite Quote:
We do not inherit the earth from our Ancestors, we borrow it from our Children.

the tv turning off and on and off and on almost made me pee my pants. you're amazing at writing horror!

on May. 19 2009 at 3:02 am
RheaD.Ravenfinger BRONZE, Juneau, Alaska
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Favorite Quote:
1 Corinthians 13:4-8

whoa . . . that was really creepy but really good.