I was walking with a ghost

[neverbeenfree]

"She often screamed, and sometimes violent. And when she screamed she never was silent." It was like a pinprick in the back of my mind, always calling me back to it. I'd try to shut it out, cause my head still hurt wicked bad. Couldn't move alot and I wasn't sure if I'd hit my head really hard or maybe something really had happened to me.

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[_black_goddess_]

Such pretty screams she has, made the pixies prance around, giggling and begging mummy for more.

I slowly turned my eyes towards Miss Edith, a preditory grin crossing my lips. "Isn't she so pretty Miss Edith? Ohh! What's that you say?...ohh yes she is precious..." Turning as I hummed a lullaby to myself, picking the chair with the broken girl on it up. "You are a dear one my pretty

[neverbeenfree]

Breathing hard I just leaned back in the chair as her nails scratched deeply into my collarbone. At least Dad wasn't here anymore, I didn't have anything left to give him. Not fair that I was all tied to the chair now that I was finally strong enough to fight back. Strong enough to kill him if I wanted to, and I wanted to. Wanted to hear him scream but instead I just kept screaming. Screaming and screaming until my throat was raw and I could barely even breathe. He left, and she was back. The dark one. Singin' her lullabies and straddling my lap

[_black_goddess_]

The pixies started bickering about my head, telling me that my little raven was all confused. They tasted sweetest then...like honey

[neverbeenfree]

She was so close, her tongue darting out and running across my bottom lip. Who did I want to see? My deepest desire? I couldn't even tell what she was talkin' about and I was starting to think I needed a special crazy bitch dictionary to figure out what she was talkin' about. What I craved was to not be here, to be outta this chair and away from her and him and any other ghosts that might pop out of the shadows to haunt me. Eat away at me