I woke to the sound of screaming. High pitched yet distinct, hard to determined its origin. It sounds like it is coming from all directions. I rub my eyes to hopefully extinguish some of the glare, as my eyes come into focus, I notice I am surrounded by jungle. A little girl stands at my feet her face concealed by two dirty hands, she is crying, slowly her hands drop to her side reveling two demonic black eyes beaming through me. Her cry turns to laughter something shiny grasped by a single hand catches my eyes. I look to see what it is, wishing I hadn't I see the blood engulfed object. I look down to notice my white laced dress now a crimson red, a sudden jolt of pain steering through my body like a flowing river, my vision blurring until... Nothing.
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in the depths
Horrorit is the story of a little girl who has depression and anxiety she believes that their is an entity that to her is known only as it. it hurts those who cause her harm, there is one problem it does not exist it is a pigment of her imagination join m...
