Sunday, April 13, 2014

Chapter One: Soul Castle; Molly

Holy hell! That literally took forever for Leah to find out! I mean, it’s not like I wanted her to find out or anything, but I knew she was going too eventually. It just took so long. Thank god that I moved levels right in time though, if I hadn’t who knows what she would’ve done to me. Leah may look sweet and innocent, but when she’s mad she will become the biggest bitch.
          I wonder if I’ll see Leah again. I want to talk to her about what happened, but I know if we cross paths she’s going to go after my throat. She needs to know my side of the story. Those people killed me too, not just her. Or wait a second, I killed her. Not them. God dammit!
          Only if she knew what happened to me after she died. Surprisingly it took her a very long time to figure out what happened to her when she died. I remembered in a matter of weeks, it took her about a month or two. Whatever though, that’s not the point.
          I wonder if I should go find her, or just stay here in my room. I’m scared to know what’s going to happen next to me. Am I going to hell? Where am I going after Soul Castle? What happens next?
          I think I’ll go look for Leah tomorrow. For now, I need to get my mind off of things. I think I might just need to sleep this one off. There is not much to do here to clear your mind. On second thought, I could always go to the W.Y.W. Maybe I’ll picture pouring rain, or the grassy soccer field that I use to play on? I’ll do anything to get my mind away from here, because it is not like I can actually get away from here myself. I’ll just walk and see where the halls take me.
          I walked out of my room, and just kept walking. I decided to just go to the W.Y.W. It might do me some good. It’s not like there’s ever anyone in there anyways, and it is definitely the last place Leah would go.
          On my way to the W.Y.W I saw a little boy sitting on the stairs just staring at me. It was not like the stare you give someone when they pass by you though. As soon as he came into my vision, it was as if he was stalking me done like prey so I would not get away.
          Children don’t usually scare me, but the way that little boy was staring at me really did frighten me. I started walking up the stairs, and he was still following me! I just kept walking though. Maybe we were just going in the right direction? He was just a child, so he couldn’t do any harm. However, I was just about 5 feet away from the W.Y.W and he just stopped following me. He was just standing in the middle of the hallway staring at me. By then, I was beyond freaked out. I thought it was time to confront the boy.
          I started to walk towards the boy. However, as I got near him he literally just disappeared. He just was not there anymore. Children usually look so cute and happy, but this one looked like he was terrified. This actually really scared me. The boy could not have been any older than eight or nine years old. He was skinny; very skinny. The child looked like he had not eaten in days. He had tan skin, and sandy blond hair. Then there were his eyes. His eyes were big, and blue. If his eyes hadn’t looked so scared, they would probably be quite beautiful.
          I decided to go to the W.Y.W anyways. I opened up the door, and just stood in the empty room before I thought about where I wanted to be. The room was completely empty. It felt as if I was in a giant, white, box. It was comforting knowing that some things could still be that simple; like the W.Y.W. My life, however, was definitely not one of those simple things.
          It was time to think about where I wanted to be. I knew exactly where that was. When I was about thirteen years old, I lived in this small house with my brother and dad. It was in quite a big neighborhood; I truly loved it there. The house is not where I wanted to be though.
Every July there were a ton of summer storms. The storms were beautiful at night time. Whenever there was a storm during the night I would sneak outside. I never went anywhere though. I did not go out to party, go out to see a boy, or go out to drink. It would be around 2:00am and I would lie down in the middle of the street. There were never any cars outside, because of how late it was. I would just lay down right in the street, and let the rain pour down onto me. It was tranquil. The smell of rain would be in the air, the feeling of it was on my face, and in those moments was when I felt most myself.
When I was done picturing everything in my mind, it all appeared in front of me. Everything was there. My small house, the wide ranged streets, the dark sky, and the rain pouring. I felt like I was home again. I was standing in my front yard, and walked over to the street. I just stood there, and took it all in. Then, I just laid down right there in the street. I almost felt as much peace there as I did when I was alive.
While I was lying there, I really was happy for a minute or two. However, out of nowhere my mind ceased to stop thinking about everything that had happened. I was thinking about my dad, my brother, my life before, Leah, what Pete and Roxy did to me, and what I did to Leah. At that moment I could not keep it in any longer. I started balling my eyes out in the W.Y.W. Once I started crying I just could not stop. Also, when I started crying; my image of my old house and street disappeared. I was back in the white box again.
I needed to get out of there. Not just the room; the castle. When I realized I was back in the white box, I got up and ran back to my room. I ran out of the W.Y.W, and down the stairs to get back. I didn’t want to be in my room either, but that was the only place in the castle I could truly call my own.
As soon as I got to the room I locked the door behind me. I walked to my bed, and then my legs just gave out. By then I honestly just could not handle everything that had gone on anymore. I hugged my knees to my chest, and just cried. I don’t think Leah will understand how sorry I am for what happened.
People probably think that I am the bad guy. I’m really not though! Yes, I am the one that killed her. However, those people made me. I had no idea that everything was going to happen the way it did. I was just a confused teenage girl when it all happened.
I understand what I did was wrong. But what they did was ten times worse. I cannot even bring it into words what they did to me, and what they did to Leah after I stabbed her. We both just got caught up with the wrong people. We let their looks fool us, their charm get to us, and our hearts get the best of us. If I could see those three now, boy would I give them an ear full. If I knew what they were planning, none of this would have ever happened.
I needed to get back there. I needed to get back to Earth, and see those people. However, I could probably start by seeing what they are now up to by going to the “Movies.” That should definitely work.

They are not going to go on like nothing happened.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

A Night In The Green House Part 2: Preface

      My name is Leah Night. I was your average 16 year old girl, with a boyfriend, friends, a mom, and hateful step dad. Everything was going perfect in my life, until my sixteenth birthday. What went wrong you may ask? My two friends turned out to be two psychos, possessed, serial killers, my mother's boyfriend was the one controlling them, and my best friend is the one who they got to kill me. What a perfect day to turn sixteen, right?
          So to start from where we left off, I just woke up in the therapist's room, and she was nowhere to be found. However, I do now know who killed me. Molly May. She's my best friend. Well, was, anyways. Time to go look for her, "Molly!" I said as I woke up.
          Molly was my number one priority right then and there. I shot right up from the couch, and ran out the room, but my running didn't end there. I ran up the stairs to my hall, and kept running, and running, till i reached my room. I flung into the room like it was my home that I hadn't been to in years, and happiness was waiting on the other side. But that's the thing. There was no happiness on the other side, neither was who I was looking for. Molly wasn't there, and all of her stuff was gone.
          I walked around the room to see if I could find anything that would show me where she could be, and there was. On my bed there was a note from her and it said, “Dear Leah,
         I’m sorry you had to find out this way, but I just couldn’t tell you. Since you found out I’ve been moved down a few levels. We’ll come across each other again when the time is right. I wish you all the best.
                                                 -Molly May”

        So I guess that was the last of Molly. Well, for now at least. She said that we’ll meet again when the time was right, but I’m not stopping until I find her myself. I need answers, and she will give them to me even if I have to kill her myself. Is that even possible here? Can I kill her so she won’t be at this soul castle anymore? God I hope so.
          At that moment there were so many feelings, and thoughts just rushing through my mind. One thing I learned when I was alive was to watch out who you trust. I never knew that it would apply even when you're dead.
          Out of nowhere I was full of absolute furry! Just the thought of her killing me, I mean who would do that? Someone killing their best friend that is just completely wrong. Molly had to be crazy to even think about killing, and I guess she was. That bitch. That stupid bitch was all I could think about her for now on.

          Molly May had no clue what was coming to her. I may be small and tiny, but when I needed to I could be your worse fucking nightmare. We both may be dead, and that just means she's in for an afterlife of eternal hell as long as we're both here. The next time I see her she'll never be able to get away, and that's a promise. Molly will learn that karma is a bitch, and revenge? Revenge just so happens to be my new best friend.

Monday, April 7, 2014

A NIGHT IN THE GREEN HOUSE PART TWO COMING SOON

I've started working on book two, and this time it's not all about Leah. Molly will be making her way through! However, is Leah going to let Molly off easy, now knowing that she is the one who killed her? Or is she going to find a way to make her afterlife literally an eternal hell? Chapters will be coming soon from the second book, which I don't have a title to yet. Stay tuned my lovelies.