Blood, everywhere, dripping down my face, and running down the walls. All over my hands and body. I couldn't remember anything, but I knew that I had done something terrible. I looked around the room for clues, but there were none. So I just sat there, in the corner, with the dim light casting it's spell around the room... I studied the light. For moments and moments at a time. As if it were a sign... Through all of this madness and horror, there's still hope. There's still a chance for happiness to appear. But then the light shattered into pieces. It was as if something was in the room with me, and could hear my every thoughts.. Just as soon as the thought crossed my mind, I heard a low growl coming from inside the closet. I stared at it in horror and confusion. It growled louder. I was so curious that I decided to be dumb and walk to the closet. The growling stopped. I put my ear carefully and quietly against the closet door... nothing. So I took this as an opportunity to open the closet. And that's what I did. Palms sweaty, heart beating increasing, I slowly opened the door... nothing. I studied the closet quizically. Little did I know that this was only the beginning... Ok, so there's the beginning of the story. I got bored and threw something together. Please tell me your honest opinions on whether I should continue this or not. Thanks ^.^