I am the beast

by Ryan Miller   Aug 11, 2011


I was dragged into the shadows by a large figure, i could not see his face, i could feel his tale occasionally bounce of my face i could hear his hooves stamping on the ground, i was thrown on top of something, it felt warm, and wet. next thing i knew, flames climbed all around me i looked down, and saw what i was on top of, it was corpses, the corpses of everyone i knew. as i lay there, i hear clanking off in the distance, chains slither out like snakes and grab me, bind me to the wall, and i watch in horror as the beast eats everybody i know, little by little, piece by piece, he tears them apart and throws them around the room as though he is mad at something, i am covered in blood and pieces of skin. he turns and starts running twords me, just as his hand is about to touch me, i wake up, i am in my bed, but there is an odd substance on my shoulder, i turn the light on to see it is skin, and i look as i see the body parts of the ones i loved scattered around the room. i swallow deeply tasting an odd taste, it was.....human flesh! i was the beast i had eaten them, and now, i hunger for more...

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  • 14 years ago

    by maigra

    Gave me chills....

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