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I couldn’t believe it! Angelica Fear was controlling my thoughts, killing all of those girls, and writing in that stupid book! The book! It was so simple! Why didn’t I think of it before? Oh, right, I couldn’t think of it before because I was too busy being possessed by the spirit of Angelica Fear! I got out of bed and went over to my desk. I picked up the book. This is just too easy, but what if my plan doesn’t work? If I destroy the book, will Angelica still live in my body and mind? If it doesn’t work then I need a back up plan. I picked the book up again and opened it. I ripped out a page. I started ripping out the pages one by one until they were all gone. I picked up a pair of scissors from the desk and started cutting them up. When the pages were in shreds, I threw them away. Did it work? Was she gone? Was it all over, that easy?
“Guess again, sweetie!” Angelica’s voice escaped my throat instead of my own.
“Oh no!” I cried.
“Oh yes, dearie! You didn’t think you’d get rid of me that easily did you? I feel so insulted!” Angelica said.
I picked up the scissors again. I had a back up plan. The scissors were just sharp enough for the task at hand. I knew I had to do it.
“What are you doing?” Angelica cried.
“Getting rid of you!” I said as I shoved the scissors into my chest. I screamed in pain. Either me or Angelica, I couldn’t tell. The pain, the blood, it was overwhelming. I blacked out. No more pain, no more thoughts, I was completely dead. And so was Angelica Fear… Or was she?
Oooooh! Chills! Is this the end? Is it truly over? Will Angelica return? Maybe. But what about Rob? What happens to him? He leads a (somewhat) normal life after Milla's death. And they all lived happily ever after! Or not, no, they didn't. Nobody's happy at all in Shadyside, or at least they should't be. They should all know better by now, but they never learn. Oh well! Like I said (at least I think I said) before. That's all folks! For now...