Cacophony. Discordant wails. She hadn’t known such sounds before.
Your child wouldn’t caterwaul in this manner. That of a creature.
Was the voice right? Was this thing, not her daughter? An imposter? She only wanted the shrill screams to cease.
The voice spoke again, you know… you can make this end.
“Shhhhh…please my sweet…” her pleas fell on deaf ears.
ENOUGH.
CRACK.
The world fell away… The heavy silence fell, enveloping her in what she had so desperately craved mere moments ago. The last notes of the shrill scream fading into cold silence…
There, isn’t this better?
About the Creator
Ray
Everyone has a train of thought; all going on their own tracks. Meanwhile, my train has no tracks & no stations to pull into. Come enjoy the adventure! Where there are twists, turns & sudden drops while I make sense of what we call life.
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