Pitch Black
"Do you know those nights when you hold your hand in front of your face and all
you see is pitch black?", Killey said when she felt an energy source near her
nearly lifeless corpse. She opened her cold, blue eyes and got up off the floor.
She was startled to find that when she opened her eyes, was nothing but the
pitch black that she had been talking earlier. The headlights of a car hit the glass
wind chimes outside the window shown through the window and to the wall,
where it made an eerie glow all over the room. She could have sworn there was
someone laying next to her. She stood up after she had fallen and looked
around. She realized that it was morning and she looked at her mom and said,"I
had the craziest dream." her mom looked at my face and said"if it was a dream,
why is there a hand print in your face?". killey never learned what it was. but she
never had the dream again.
Copyright © Amber Way | Year Posted 2006
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