Wearing that necklace had brought her and her family many hardships, all no one but her lived for. That night, she thought back to the first time she touched it.
The necklace glowed from its spot on the beach. It drew her in. Invited her to the depths of the unknown. She touched it and her world was changed forever. She wore it for months, bringing pain and suffering to her family. Walking absentmindedly, she ignored the pain of her family. She touched her mother after a bad fight and watched her drop dead to the floor, fueling the darkness of the necklace. The next to go was her brother. Then sister. Then boyfriend. Watching them all die without feeling. Numb to everything and everyone. She almost relished in the death. The necklace drowned out all other sound as it spoke in her mind, calling to her. "The baby. The baby. To become queen of the darkness, kill the baby."
She smiled an evil smile. For the baby was not her own. She heard the cries from the crib, laughed at the tears the child shed. She touched the baby, expecting the miraculous change into queen of the dark. She got nothing. She picked up the baby, the limp corpse of what once was her baby, and broke the spell.
Thinking about what happened with the wretched necklace brought tears in her eyes. She let them fall. It had been so quick, to kill those dearest to her. It was always after some fight. Only, the baby had been innocent. HER baby had only died because she was sucked into darkness. She tossed the necklace into the sea. She felt it was only fitting. Watching it float away as she prayed for the wrongs she'd done.
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Weeks later, in England, a young woman found the necklace glinting in the sand. A week later, her family was dead and she was missing.
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Short StoryI'm taking a little bit of inspiration from my friend Shane. He writes rly good one shots/short stories and it inspired me to wanna write a few. I'll post whenever I'm inspired and everything will be great.
