The girl was walking home from school, holding a red letter in her hand. She sat on a random oak wood bench on the side of the road. She opened the letter very carefully, curious of the contents. After looking left and right, she pulled out a piece of parchment paper.
Come to 13th Avenue, building 1313. I need you here. I need you NOW. If you do not come, well, you are in HUGE debt. You need to pay. She silently put the paper back into the envelope. She let her long black hair down from her bun, ready to go to the given address. She walked down many allies, dark and light, narrow and large. She was fearless. She didn’t know what was to happen in the future. She finally arrived at the address. The green street sign was vandalized, but it clearly said 13 Ave. She looked up and down the eerie street, seeing no buildings but a large dark brick mansion. She walked to the home and read the building number,
“1313, this is the place… I’ve never been here. I wonder who the letter was from,” She wondered to herself. “I really hope it’s a nice lady or man…” She hoped dearly.
The gates slowly opened and she walked into the front yard, approaching the main hall door. She rang the doorbell. Bing. Bong. Bing. Bong. She backed away from the redwood door, waiting for the owner to answer the door. A …show more content…
Her pale skin was stained with red blood. All of her joints were chained to the tub. The chains had spikes on the inside to pierce the victim's skin. All you could hear were her bloodcurdling yells. Her mouth wide open, yelling her sorrys and her goodbyes. She knew what she had done wrong. Mother has always told her not to trust any more anonymous letters. Her joints were red. The spikes from the inside of the cuffs dug into her skin, into her bone marrow. The deep red blood was dripping from her wrists. Her tears dried on her rosy cheeks. Her eyes were shut and tears kept on dripping from her chin. The thick, red blood filled the
Come to 13th Avenue, building 1313. I need you here. I need you NOW. If you do not come, well, you are in HUGE debt. You need to pay. She silently put the paper back into the envelope. She let her long black hair down from her bun, ready to go to the given address. She walked down many allies, dark and light, narrow and large. She was fearless. She didn’t know what was to happen in the future. She finally arrived at the address. The green street sign was vandalized, but it clearly said 13 Ave. She looked up and down the eerie street, seeing no buildings but a large dark brick mansion. She walked to the home and read the building number,
“1313, this is the place… I’ve never been here. I wonder who the letter was from,” She wondered to herself. “I really hope it’s a nice lady or man…” She hoped dearly.
The gates slowly opened and she walked into the front yard, approaching the main hall door. She rang the doorbell. Bing. Bong. Bing. Bong. She backed away from the redwood door, waiting for the owner to answer the door. A …show more content…
Her pale skin was stained with red blood. All of her joints were chained to the tub. The chains had spikes on the inside to pierce the victim's skin. All you could hear were her bloodcurdling yells. Her mouth wide open, yelling her sorrys and her goodbyes. She knew what she had done wrong. Mother has always told her not to trust any more anonymous letters. Her joints were red. The spikes from the inside of the cuffs dug into her skin, into her bone marrow. The deep red blood was dripping from her wrists. Her tears dried on her rosy cheeks. Her eyes were shut and tears kept on dripping from her chin. The thick, red blood filled the