Book of Curses

nto a confused shock from how gorgeous it all was. It was an open field full of vibrantly colored flowers

ed the scent of fresh air, grass, flowers and water making me take a deep breath. Listening closely enough my ears

gingerly pass over the soft, delicate flower petals to feeling their cool smooth surfaces. My lips pulled up into a small

I was on fast forward. The eerie part about all of this was that there was nothing there. It became still and quiet all around me, like the calm before a s

the trees, hills and rocks making me feel even more alone and confused. The fear heightened, and I could h

lled in fear, and I looked around as fast as I could trying to find where it was co

listened to the voice. Then it dawned on me; this one was new. It was a woman's voice and sounded seductive and velvety, lik

talking at once and created an oddly demonic sounding voice, and he was snickering at me. There was a sinister

m the trees in a blurred, quick movement. It grabbed my arms

hung grotesquely. The second one - on its left shoulder - was a horse, a light-brown chestnut with black eyes that were staring straight at me. The

could. Whimpering a little as he leaned down and smiled in my face. The overwhe

oated hand up towards me, and he pulled the glove off and revealed a disgusting sight. Decaying flesh and bones we

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onto my shoulders. My alarm clock was going off loudly next to me, and I could feel the scream that was caught in the back of

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started to fill the room and let my mind wander away from the nightmare I had just faced. My nerves began to calm down some and

shivering as goose bumps started to spread over my arms and legs. Without missing a beat I turned

a few times before I looked back at my clock and iPod. I realized how late I had slept and

onto the small rug I remembered to throw down before I slept, saving my feet from anymore abuse. I pulled out a pair of light grey jeans

ed as I listened to the music that flowed into the bathroom, putting me in a somewhat cheery mood. I pulled on my tight skinny jeans, smoothing them dow

hung at the bottom and then looked into the mirror. Sue me, I was a nerd, and I couldn't care less. I pull