Midnight Visions
Ding… My breath escapes me in a puff of smoke billowing through the darkness of my bedroom as an icy chill rumbles through my veins. Ding… The misty glow forms like a cloud at the foot of my bed. Her long, white gown paling in comparison to her flawless skin. Ding… I lay, paralyzed underneath the silky sheets as her voice rises. Ding… Pleeeeassse, help me. Ding… A soft, slow, distant cry. Ding… Hellllllp me. Ding… Her voice rises and her plea intensifies, this beauty of the night. Ding… Help me! Ding… Thump, thump, thump the lead footsteps draw near. Ding… He comes, his shadow shrouding her light in darkness. Ding… Her screams echo down the halls. Ding… It is midnight and all is calm. Written January 6th, 2002 © on Jan 05 2002 03:54 PM PST 10 • 0
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