The End...~LATER THAT MONTH~
Every so often, sometime each week I would have that same nightmare.. But each ending was different.
I was put in a psycho hospital where the cops came to my room three times for a month to persuade me to confess of the murders of Kayla and Becky, but of course I didn't kill them so I denied.
They never found the "murderer", they thought they would find.
We had a funeral for Becky and Kayla that month too.
I could no longer walk... I was put in a wheel chair because of my life changing wound to my side, making my legs to weak to be able to walk again.
I also take four different pills each day because they think I have some strange mental illness.. most of them are just sleep pills.
~TWO MONTHS LATER~
I finally recovered enough to leave the hospital walls.. At least to be able to go outside (were the grounds are fenced from top to bottom).
My parents also stopped visiting me a few weeks ago and they told me I should just stop lying to the police and confess, they said once I did I would someday be able to come back home.. But I knew that was just another one of their pitiful lies.
No one ever came to talk to me anymore, I haven't had a conversation with another person for at least 3 weeks (not counting meal time "here you go").
I have lately felt the urge to commit suicide because.. well, I lost my best friend, my family, and everyone I cared about won't even give me a side glance anymore.
One day I decided I would do something very stupid.. to go back into the woods
But how could I get out of this nut house and be in a wheel chair?
I planned this ever since the day I arrived into this hell hole, and now it was becoming reality.
I slowly and swiftly set the wall painting in my room, revealing a perfectly planned escape hole.
It took me three hours till finally I reached the woods, and rolled my way into its long bumpy pathway, I was so tired when I got there that I stopped for a moment taking in a big breath and remembering that this was the place where I had still had my innocence my peace.
I was so worn out that my eyes begun to droop (from the pills I had taken), I quickly wiped my eyes not letting myself fall asleep.. When just then I saw slender man.
He came closer, and closer till finally he was in front of me, blank faced.
He held out his long tentacle hand, I smiled and grabbed it.
I couldn't walk but, when I felt his cool arm, I no longer felt the pain, sorrow, and hatred I had felt before.
Now I felt loved, needed and empowered.
He led me to a part in the woods I had never seen before, I looked around to see dead bodies EVERYWHERE, but I wasn't scared I was happy.
he grabbed me with incredible strength, and suddenly a huge rattling pain in my chest occurred once again, I looked down to see another stick through my chest, I slowly and painfully looked at the monster.. and smiled, bleeding until finally I had DIED.
~Some people said I was crazy, apparently they were RIGHT.. I was crazy from the start.~
(thanks guys I hoped you enjoyed this series I made! thanks for taking the time to read it!!!)