A beeping sound. Then blood.
I open my eyes, feeling an unbearable pain in my chest. I could hear the beating of my heart echoing in the darkroom. I inhaled, feeling the burning in my lungs as the oxygen flowed in. I smelled blood in my lungs, and the killing pain it gave. I only saw darkness, not even a speck of light.
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My mattress illuminated. I got up, hearing my bones crack with every movement I made. I felt cold, as if ice flowed through my veins. I saw my mattress filled with blood -- a frightening shade of reddish black. My skin had turned pale blue.
I felt dead. I felt like a ghost.
I felt weak. I fell, thrashing back on the bed. I looked below the bed, only to stare into darkness. It was pitch black all around, except for the area my mattress illuminated.
I heard the scratching of a matchstick. A flame lit up in the distance. The light came closer until it showed a deep black figure. Its eye sockets were empty. Every inch of its body dripped with blood. It held a small, shiny dagger, giving me an evil smile.
Its deep chilling voice said, "Hello, Sierra Young. I am Death."
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Half Alive
Short StoryHighest Ranking:- #1- wattpadwritingstarsapogee (19.03.2019) ~●Even the dark, devilish other side holds a lighted candle we have failed to notice●~ My entry for Wattpad writing stars apogee contest