Horrific-love-story

Darkness consumes me. I haven't been able to see the light in over a century. I miss laying out in the heat of the sun, letting it warm my body. Now I lay in a cold coffin, wasting away for all eternity. That is going to change soon. I sat atop our roof, getting as close as possible to the sky. The sun was slowly inching it's way up over the horizon. I could already feel the my body temperature sky rocket. My parents lay beneath me, asleep in their coffins, not knowing what is to come. The sun was finally close enough, I could feel my skin start to heat up like an oven. Cars drove by, people staring at me in wonder. Let them stare. A good s

The warm water hit my bare back trickeling down my spine and hitting the porcelin floor of the tub It unknotted my muscles massaging my body encasing me in a blanket of warmth It's seductive fingers wove through my hair tickeling my scalp It had the softest touch as it washed over me making me forget all my bad memories I could get totally lost while the water ran from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet It's delicate fingers taking me away...

I sat alone at the table, sipping wine delicatly from the elegant glass that someone passed to me. I watched as people talked and danced all around me, dressed from head to toe in sparkeling jewelry. The men had designer suits, gelled back hair, and beautiful wives to grace their arms. "Amanda," A familiar voice sighed behind me. I whirled around, startled. Jamie stood behind my chair, a wide grin on her pretty face, a cold drink in her hand. And elegant blue gown flowed perfectly from her shoulders, hugging every curve. "Jaime," I said. "I didn't know you were going to be here." She put her hand on her hip, and stared at me. "What are you

Curly blonde hair encased the top of the baby's head, bright blue eyes opened to see the world for the first time. Wrapped in a tight pink blanket the little baby girl looked up to see her mother, smiling at her, tears slowly rolling down her red cheeks. The baby wanted to reach up and feel the woman's hair, it looked soft, and warm. The father stood next to the hospital bed, smiling down at his new daughter. Tears escaped his eyes, but instead of wiping them away, he let them roll of his chin. The baby had finally stopped crying, and the room was almost quiet. The soft sound of footsteps outside the door was oddly inviting. The baby looked