The day that never ends

Running down The street, passing a corner. The darkness creeping on you. The silent whispering wind calling out your name. The crunching of the leaves. Blood pounding in your veins, quickening the pace down the street. Hearing footsteps behind you, you coming to a hault. Turning around slowly. A gust of wind passing you, all of a sudden you feel a push against your chest. The pain of flying backwards hitting a brick wall. The feeling of bones cracking underneath your skin. A soft whisper reaching your ear "you are forever mine, I will do anything I want, anytime I want and you have no say in it." looking down seeing the puddles of blood, feeling dizzy. Eyelids suddenly feeling heavy. Getting picked up in strong arms. A whimper escapes my lips, feeling the pain reaching and twisting in my body. Letting the darkness finally take over...... Waking up in a dark room, nothing but darkness. Other senses kick in, The first thing that fills your nostrals is rotten meat. Getting up slowly taking your time. Taking your first step trying to watch out where your going. The stench gets even stronger. Your hands didnt come out quick enough ended up landing face first on a wet surface. Lifting your face, the wetness sliding off your face, strings of it falling from your chin and jaw line. Wiping it off with your sleeve. Starting to walk forward again, coming to a hault running into a door. Some light creeps out of the side when it opens slightly. The only thing on your mind was running away. But no matter how far you ran he would still find your. Your ice-numb cold fingers reach for the door. Sliding it open. Stepping out into the light. Shutting your eyes quickly, to much light. Needed to adjust for a moment. When You opened them, all you could see was a long hall way with a door at the end. On your mind a side of your body is screaming don't go. Then the other is curious. So you begin walking down the hallway. Your heart thumping in yours ears. Only hearing the rush of your blood through your veins. Getting close to the door... Your hand brushes against its cold frame. You take The doorknob in my hand And turn it slowly. It slides open. The first thing that pops into your mind was you shouldnt have come in here. You saw a human being chained to a Wall. The inside Of your body flips at The sight Of this. To much to handle. You hear a bang And you turned around to see what it was. The door closed. You could hear chains rattle And feeling something rub up against your arm. You dont dare turn your head. The feeling Of teeth brush up against your collarbone. Sending tingles down your body. Something grabbed your hair And pulled it down, forcing my head with it. Your neck exposed. A slimy, rough tongue attached itself to your neck. Your arms forcefully pushes onto whoever that was doing it. Hearing a deep chuckle erupt through The air. "i'll have you one Day And when you do, you'll like it so much you'll beg me to keep going". Once, you was away from The horrible creature you ran back out The door And down The hallway. Going back to The room that you was once in. You sat yourself on The ground and pulled your knees up to your chest. Begining to cry silently so no one or thing could hear your. Crawling back to The wet surface. You felt over The surface. Looking for something sharp that could have caused it. The more you felt around The more your heart began to drop. You couldnt find anything. You pushes myself back intil you felt a Wall. Thinking your life is over. Your never gonna get your Of here. What about your family? Your lover? Your friends? Aren't they worried? Are they even looking for your? Hot tears slide down my cheeks. This is it. You tried to lay down. Thats not working. You sprawl out finding a comfortable position. Stretching your arms out and when You did that the sound of metal started moving. You quickly sat up and reached out for the object. Feeling around for a sharp edge. Finding what you was looking for. You sat back and took in deep breaths. This is it. The only way your going to be happy is if you die. At That moment. You brought up The sharp object And moved it over to where your heart beats. Taking in a deep breath And counting to three. Closing your eyes feeling the sharp object puncture the skin. Grinding your teeth together. Trying to keep in the screams that wanted to escape. So you don't cause to much pain, you took your best effort and pushed it in fast. Letting out your last breath of air. Knowing that this was suppose to happen, this way.