Post by Rach_E_L on Mar 7, 2013 1:28:48 GMT 1
How did I end up here? How did I come to be here, on my own, shivering and crying like a five year old? How did I become so weak, having to hide in the corner like a rat?
It had been a fairly nice day to begin with. Tam had felt in an odd mood since the moment she had woken up, though. Like something was coming, and it was coming soon.
She had been doing nothing but wandering the long corridors of the Academy all day. She stopped in the music room once to play the guitar, but quickly left when she heard voices. It hadn't really been the time for her to be around people, unless they wanted to see her blood.
So the young girl had ended up walking around outside. Her delicate but strong feet almost gliding over the snow that covered the ground like a thin sheet had lead to Kegan, the military town. She hadn't come here often, but now seemed like the perfect time.
Nightmares haunted her. Although she had had none the last night, the memories burned into her mind as if someone had struck it with a poker as red-hot as her hair. The faces she saw, the actions she did, the choices she made; the latter two always being untrue, yet she believed them anyway. One morning, she had woken up screaming, believing she had killed her boyfriend, Hunter. It had taken her room mates an hour to calm her down enough to make her consider that it had been a dream.
"But it felt so real!" The fairy had protested. "I killed him! There's no way it could've been a dream!"
She thought about these new demons her mind had offered her. It was cruel, making her do these things. Dreams were her own escape, Tam had always been told. They were to be used however she wished, and if she didn't like it, then the dream had to change. Simple.
But these nightmares were so different. They always began with a nice day with a person she knew from the Academy. She didn't always like the person (indeed not!), but it had been a nice day with them, nevertheless. And then the dream would turn and transform. She would lose her temper when she saw a flash of what they were saying about her behind her back. She would scream at them and then stab them through the heart while they begged for her to stop. It killed her to watch so many familiar faces twist in pure agony as death came to them and as they pleaded and cried for her to save them.
And each time, she turned her back and left them to die.
Tam shivered violently as she ran into Kegan. She was in a dangerous daydream, so she didn't realise she had ran into the equally dangerous town until she recognised it - almost to the centre of the town. Yes, she walked all that way and didn't notice. Foolish girl.
And then there were the hallucinations. The evil beasts that turned even the sweetest of people, like Lillium and Hunter, into monsters that ripped the fragile child apart with nothing more than their words. Out of all the hallucinations, those two and Shay were the only ones left who she hadn't managed to do any more than punch a few times. Everyone else, everyone else she knew had come to her in a hallucination, and she had stabbed every one of them. And she hated herself for it.
It was awful, listening to those damn things. They scared her, so much that it felt like lightning ripping through her body. They knew things that they weren't meant to know, like her biggest secret; oh díos, if someone found that out, they'd have her under their thumb forever.
"What do I do?" Tam whispered to the deserted streets. Grey/Black clouds hovered over her. Maybe it was going to rain. "How do I hide this secret any longer? It's already slipped out so many times-"
She cut herself off as the rain started to pour down. The fairy didn't even have a hood on; just a midnight black shirt and dark, distressed jeans over her ankle boots, equally as dark. She had recently developed an obsession with shirts; but alas, the reason for that was another secret which she was too embarrassed to tell.
With a sigh, she ran for the nearest cover. A doorway to a shop, long since abandoned. It didn't cover the rain completely, but it kept most of it off her hair, which was already curling ever so slightly.
The rain didn't stop. Tam waited five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour; it only got worse. She frowned to herself and pulled out her diary from her bag. The key around her neck unlocked it and she wrote in it with a pen from her shirt pocket.
Dear Diary,
I'm stuck in the rain. Typical. I don't really want to walk back to Scream Academy, in case anyone sees me looking awful. That would be so embarrassing.
I shouldn't care what they think, I realise that. But I can't help it. I tell everyone that I don't care, I don't give a shit, they can kiss my ass, etc etc, but deep down (hey, not even that deep) I really do care about my appearances. It's why I have that secret, right? And that's also why I have to protect it with my life, as well as this diary. I mean, the secret is just on the other page; if anyone stole it again, then I'd be in big trouble. Well, they wouldn't be able to open it, I guess. But it's been opened before without the key around my neck, so what could stop someone else doing it?
Flash.
Splash.
Tam let out a rather girlish scream and dropped her diary onto the wet pavement as the sky lit up with electricity.
Rumble, rumble.
She fell to her knees to retrieve her prized possession, the little red diary with her name engraved in gold on the front, and quickly put it back in her back, forgetting to lock it once more. With nothing but solid fear in her eyes, she looked at the sky.
It was a thunderstorm. Tam didn't mind the thunder; she was just terrified of the lightning that came before it. Sure, she had always been scared of lightning, but the fear had never been strong enough to class as a real fear before. Now she felt paralysed, unable to get away from the flash of light that reminded her how alone she was.
Flash.
Another scream pierced the streets. Tam leaned against the wall, unable to stand up, and covered her ears with her hands as she closed her eyes. Her bag lay discarded on the floor, dropped not a half second after the electric, white light lit up Kegan. The red diary half slid out, almost into the rain.
The young girl didn't know what to do. She was stuck here until the storm stopped, unless she could find somewhere else to stay. But how could she do that if she couldn't move her own legs?
The idea slipped into her mind and before she thought twice, she was pulling at the boards that covered the abandoned shop's door frantically. But it wouldn't budge. She screamed and started to cry in agony as the flashing continued, scaring her half to death each time. The tears that flowed down her face were warm, but she didn't feel anything; she was far too panicked for that now.
"H-help me," Tam whispered into the cracks between the board of the old shop, trying to will someone she knew to save her.
She screamed as another lightning bolt travelled to the ground.
((I don't even know if the Game World has thunderstorms e v e But Imma assume coz this is the longest forum post I've ever done //ming//))
It had been a fairly nice day to begin with. Tam had felt in an odd mood since the moment she had woken up, though. Like something was coming, and it was coming soon.
She had been doing nothing but wandering the long corridors of the Academy all day. She stopped in the music room once to play the guitar, but quickly left when she heard voices. It hadn't really been the time for her to be around people, unless they wanted to see her blood.
So the young girl had ended up walking around outside. Her delicate but strong feet almost gliding over the snow that covered the ground like a thin sheet had lead to Kegan, the military town. She hadn't come here often, but now seemed like the perfect time.
Nightmares haunted her. Although she had had none the last night, the memories burned into her mind as if someone had struck it with a poker as red-hot as her hair. The faces she saw, the actions she did, the choices she made; the latter two always being untrue, yet she believed them anyway. One morning, she had woken up screaming, believing she had killed her boyfriend, Hunter. It had taken her room mates an hour to calm her down enough to make her consider that it had been a dream.
"But it felt so real!" The fairy had protested. "I killed him! There's no way it could've been a dream!"
She thought about these new demons her mind had offered her. It was cruel, making her do these things. Dreams were her own escape, Tam had always been told. They were to be used however she wished, and if she didn't like it, then the dream had to change. Simple.
But these nightmares were so different. They always began with a nice day with a person she knew from the Academy. She didn't always like the person (indeed not!), but it had been a nice day with them, nevertheless. And then the dream would turn and transform. She would lose her temper when she saw a flash of what they were saying about her behind her back. She would scream at them and then stab them through the heart while they begged for her to stop. It killed her to watch so many familiar faces twist in pure agony as death came to them and as they pleaded and cried for her to save them.
And each time, she turned her back and left them to die.
Tam shivered violently as she ran into Kegan. She was in a dangerous daydream, so she didn't realise she had ran into the equally dangerous town until she recognised it - almost to the centre of the town. Yes, she walked all that way and didn't notice. Foolish girl.
And then there were the hallucinations. The evil beasts that turned even the sweetest of people, like Lillium and Hunter, into monsters that ripped the fragile child apart with nothing more than their words. Out of all the hallucinations, those two and Shay were the only ones left who she hadn't managed to do any more than punch a few times. Everyone else, everyone else she knew had come to her in a hallucination, and she had stabbed every one of them. And she hated herself for it.
It was awful, listening to those damn things. They scared her, so much that it felt like lightning ripping through her body. They knew things that they weren't meant to know, like her biggest secret; oh díos, if someone found that out, they'd have her under their thumb forever.
"What do I do?" Tam whispered to the deserted streets. Grey/Black clouds hovered over her. Maybe it was going to rain. "How do I hide this secret any longer? It's already slipped out so many times-"
She cut herself off as the rain started to pour down. The fairy didn't even have a hood on; just a midnight black shirt and dark, distressed jeans over her ankle boots, equally as dark. She had recently developed an obsession with shirts; but alas, the reason for that was another secret which she was too embarrassed to tell.
With a sigh, she ran for the nearest cover. A doorway to a shop, long since abandoned. It didn't cover the rain completely, but it kept most of it off her hair, which was already curling ever so slightly.
The rain didn't stop. Tam waited five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour; it only got worse. She frowned to herself and pulled out her diary from her bag. The key around her neck unlocked it and she wrote in it with a pen from her shirt pocket.
Dear Diary,
I'm stuck in the rain. Typical. I don't really want to walk back to Scream Academy, in case anyone sees me looking awful. That would be so embarrassing.
I shouldn't care what they think, I realise that. But I can't help it. I tell everyone that I don't care, I don't give a shit, they can kiss my ass, etc etc, but deep down (hey, not even that deep) I really do care about my appearances. It's why I have that secret, right? And that's also why I have to protect it with my life, as well as this diary. I mean, the secret is just on the other page; if anyone stole it again, then I'd be in big trouble. Well, they wouldn't be able to open it, I guess. But it's been opened before without the key around my neck, so what could stop someone else doing it?
Flash.
Splash.
Tam let out a rather girlish scream and dropped her diary onto the wet pavement as the sky lit up with electricity.
Rumble, rumble.
She fell to her knees to retrieve her prized possession, the little red diary with her name engraved in gold on the front, and quickly put it back in her back, forgetting to lock it once more. With nothing but solid fear in her eyes, she looked at the sky.
It was a thunderstorm. Tam didn't mind the thunder; she was just terrified of the lightning that came before it. Sure, she had always been scared of lightning, but the fear had never been strong enough to class as a real fear before. Now she felt paralysed, unable to get away from the flash of light that reminded her how alone she was.
Flash.
Another scream pierced the streets. Tam leaned against the wall, unable to stand up, and covered her ears with her hands as she closed her eyes. Her bag lay discarded on the floor, dropped not a half second after the electric, white light lit up Kegan. The red diary half slid out, almost into the rain.
The young girl didn't know what to do. She was stuck here until the storm stopped, unless she could find somewhere else to stay. But how could she do that if she couldn't move her own legs?
The idea slipped into her mind and before she thought twice, she was pulling at the boards that covered the abandoned shop's door frantically. But it wouldn't budge. She screamed and started to cry in agony as the flashing continued, scaring her half to death each time. The tears that flowed down her face were warm, but she didn't feel anything; she was far too panicked for that now.
"H-help me," Tam whispered into the cracks between the board of the old shop, trying to will someone she knew to save her.
She screamed as another lightning bolt travelled to the ground.
((I don't even know if the Game World has thunderstorms e v e But Imma assume coz this is the longest forum post I've ever done //ming//))