Warning: May contain violent scenes, parental guidance is advised.
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Her heart was beating harder and harder as she walked at a faster pace.
It was around 8 at night.
She turned her head around, making sure there wasn't anyone following her.
Suddenly she heard something.
Footsteps.
She quicken her pace.
"One more block." She said in her mind, trying to calm herself down.
She crossed the road, turning to check again.
"Three more houses..."
"Two..."
"Hey there!" Someone tapped her shoulder as she froze.
"O my... why are you breaking into a cold sweat?" The voice spoke again, but with a softer tone.
She turned around to see an old lady.
"Mrs. Webster, you scared me... I'm just having a bit of cold, nothing much. I have to go now... we'll chat next time." She said and continued towards her destination.
"...E....li.....saa....." A soft sound echoed as her spine froze.
She ran as she fumbled for her house keys. She didn't dare to turn anywhere else but to focus her sight on her house door which was a few feet away.
"...li..sa..."
"...eliisaa..."
"..eLISA..."
"...ELIISAAA!!!!!!"
The voices got louder as she opened her door, she locked it after getting in safely.
Tears came out of her eyes as she leaned on her door.
I don't want this hell...
Curled up, she sat there until the voices went away. It felt like hours...
The ticking of the clock caught her ears.
"No... no..." She shook her head while turning the key that was now in the door knob. The key wasn't budging.
"Not again... NOT AGAIN!!!!!!!!" She screamed out of fear, of desperation.
9 o'clock.
NO NO NO NO NO NO! NO!
Bloody scratches formed on her arms and legs as she was tortured by invisible sharp claws. The claws dug deeper into her skin as she screamed louder.
Snip Snip Snip Snip Snip Snip Snip
Her long hair fell to the floor followed by the shaving from the razors that were 'never there'.
Each one of her fingers were hit at the tip. Like hammers nailing down on iron nails. She heard the cracking sound of the bones as the pain became more and more excruciating.
She could do nothing. All she did was sat there as her body was covered in open wounds. Fresh red blood oozed through them.
She closed her eyes, not wanting to see the state of her body.
Pain had numbed her senses as she lay there like a lifeless doll.
Soon, she lost conscious.
"Elisa, Elisa, wake up." A warm hand shook her gently as the voice called out softly.
Elisa kept her eyes closed.
"Elisa, are you feeling alright?" The voice asked again, with a worried tone while the hand touched her forehead.
Slowly, she opened her eyes to see the blinding sunlight of the morning.
"It's over..." She said to herself while the other looked at her, all confused.
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