By: Cari Wittmier She nailed her wrist to the floor and waited. In her boney hand she held a note, tightly. Wondering if she’d ever escape… She heard those familure voices.
“Sarah..” Closing her eyes tight, she murmered “What a hidious name.” “Sarah.” the raspy whisper grew more. A tear escaped her dark eyes as she tried to push the voices aside. “Come with us, please!” “No!” she screamed as she jumped up, ripping the nail from the floor that bound them together so close and tight. She stumbled to a small corner and sat quietly as the small voices seemed to knock at the door. Her frightend eyes followed the shadows to the door as they widend. “Do it, Sarah. Don’t be afraid! No one cares, they don’t understand you, but we do. They won’t miss you.” “Okay!” she screamed, wanting them to leave, “I’ll seperate my heart from my chest and spread the blood across the room! I’ll choke on my own lungs and hang from the ceiling by my intestines! My brain will rush from my nose! Just leave me alone afterwards!” The girl walked to the end of the room and opend a small, black box. Inside she pulled out a silver, shiney blade. Sighing deeply, she turned the blade in her bloody palms. “Yes, Sarah! Do it! Bleed, feed us!” She began to cry as she looked up, opening the letter and began to read. “My body will rest under ground, but my agonized screams will echo in your ears. My tattered soul will liberate my power to kill my enemies. Because of you, I’m no longer here. I’m saying goodbye now…” She paused as she heard a slight tap at her door. “Lindsey? Are you okay?” a soft voice asked. The doornob turned, then jiggled. “Lindsey.. unnlock the door. Don’t do anything!” “Go away! I’m not Lindsey! I’m not Lindsey! I AM NOT LINDSEY!” The woman’s voice turned to a demonish, low growl. “If you don’t open the door, Lindsey, you know what will happen!” The girl’s eyes darkend as she moved back. She dropped the knife but held the note tight and began to read again. “…I’m saying goodbye now, but I will return. I’ll come back for my revenge and your blood will shed twice as bad as mine did. Farewell to you.” She grabbed a handfull of nails and the hammer from the floor and walked to the far wall of the room. Standing against it, she bent over, carefully placing a nail in the center of her foot. She tapped the end of the nail. Then suddenly, she swung down hard with the hammer. Missing, she hit her big toe, the bones shattering into thousands of small pieces with a loud, blood curdling crunch. Without a sound, she raised the hammer again, groaning as her toe began to throb. Placing the nail back, she took a deep breath. Once again, she swung, this time hitting the nail, driving it through her small foot. Smiling at the sight of the blood, she wiped her hand across her face, smearing the dark, red blood apon it. “Lindsey! What are you doing!? Stop!” the woman’s voice called out with worry. “Its okay, Mommy. Now you don’t have to pretend to love me anymore. I’m ending your troubles and pain. The voices called for me again. The devil wants me more than you do, and I’m going to him now. Don’t worry, Mommy, now you can do what you want. Oh, and Mommy….” Her voice turned into an angery, frightening pitch as she screamed from between clenched teeth “MY NAME ISN’T LINDSEY!” Despite the crying and yelling from behind the door, she looked back down. Picking up another nail, she placed it against her other foot. After driving the nail through her foot, she said quietly. “Are you happy now, Mommy? Your little girl is hurting herself. She’s dying because you didn’t tell her you love her. Instead you told her she was a mistake. But you don’t have to be alone. Daddy’s behind the shed, in the little hole I made for him after I cut his arms off and pushed pins through his eyes. I think he likes his new home. Tell him I said hello.” She layed her hand on the floor, palm up. Cupping her it just enough so a nail would stay up on its own. She tapped the nail so it would puncture through her skin to hold its place. Standing, she put the hand against the wall. She brought her free hand, with the hammer, back, then swung, nailing her hand to the wall. She let out a long, evil laugh then stopped. “Oh, shoot! I forgot the note! Now I have to start all over.” Sighing, she pulled her feet up, ripping them from the floor, then her hand from the wall. “Lindsey, please, don’t do this!” the woman screamed. “Mommy…” she replied “I don’t feel too good. I’m dizzy and woozy.” her eyes rolled up in the back of her head as she collapsed to the floor. **** Jerking up from her sleep, Jennifer looked around her dark room then reached over, turning her lamp on. Grabbing her notebook and pen, she began to write “My body will rest under ground, but my agonized screams will echo in your ears……”
59 comments ↓
that was truly awesome! please write more!
KARI
wow, that was truly amazing, i wish i could write as good as you.
hey, cool story, sounds painful though.
keep writing i’d like to read more of your stuff:)
Nicely written. It left a very jagged, raw-nerved impression. I like.
umiez… i really lyked it and i showed my friends and they’re lyk that was disturbing…lol but i lyked it good work write more pls!
Cicely- http://www.livejournal.com/users/broken_wingz/
wow. this is awesome. keep up the extremely good work!
beautiful imagery… keep up the good work
That was a beautiful collection of your most sick, Twisted disturbing thoughts. Like something I would write. I would do it somewhat differently though. Mine I wouldnt submit unless its perfect either.
beautiful…reminds me of my thoughts…
Wow, that was amazing. Your writing is truly something. I want to hear more!
that was just screwed up
that was awesome
that was truely amazing… i wish i had the talent to write like that. thank you for giving me something to do during the nites while everyone else in my house sleeps. but i just want to know… is this your reality or just a thought you had?
that was sick, write more!
That was so amazing. I cannot believe it, it left me in a total state of shock.
Very well written. If I still wanted to kill myself i would do it just like that… no, no, i don’t like anything touching my feet.
But it’s a good idea anyways!
i really enjoyed that. just might give my nightmares! Thanks!
That was REALLY good. I mean REALLY good.
Thatwas really good. I write some poetry and short stories but I don’t think that i will ever be that good.
that was really cool, and kinda creepy.. keep up the good work
wow that was so good. it made me shatter reading it. please indeed keep writing. what was on the note was great words. words i would say to my x who never loved me truely. if more people would write like you maybe people would realize the pain of peoples suffering.
that was total kick-ass…sounds like myself.
I loved the story. it describes me in a way. Except I never used nails, but thanks for giving me the idea. It was well written. Very descriptive. Keep the stories coming.
I like it! Is there going to be more?
you would…..i see what you mean though. pretty sweet!!!
Erotic. I thought about crying even.
Kick-ass its alot like me in a way.
This was especially powerful for me because i know what having to go through that is like. very, very good story. please write more.
This story was dark and gory but at the same time sad and heart wrenching, it was really well wrote and i hope to see more PLEASE keep writing!
Beauty can be captured in only a hand full of ways, you have managed to do this. Yes in a morbid way but that only makes the beauty greater.
wow! nicely written, keep them coming!
That story is excellent. I mean, TOTALLY excellent!!! i thought I’d commented on it before, but obviously I hadn’t.
great work, keep writin’ cos like nearly everyone else who’s written in, I want more!!
DC
that was some amazing writing =-) the ending caught me by surprise…
Meggy
good story, very pain oriented but still very good
Wow!, that was a intense climb up to the peak(climax). In the end it was only a dream or is it the begining.
ENCORE!! ENCORE!!
Beautifully written!
Lovely in its sickness…Pllease die more often!! just for meeee?
PLease write more, it was an amazing story. I didn’t expect it to end like that. wow. Keep up the good stories.wow…….
Very nice. Lovely imagry. Please write more stories. I like it (sic) and disturbing. Please say that the next will give me nightmares. Please…
Well. it was ok till the end. One of those crappy endings where - i woke up and it was all a dream. Never mind eh.
Vixodus
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that was excelent keep up the good work it has a nice plot twist at the end the voices have moved on to another girl that was just excelent i cant wait to read more
I absolutely loved how you added the part about her forgetting the note and having to do it all over again. That made me giggle in spite of the morbid tale. This was extremely enticing, but what a shame you ended it so quickly! You should have continued, possibly making the girl who woke up slowly play the skitzo’s part… That could be awesome!! But, nevertheless, it was extremely well written! Thank you for a good read.
*-Tiana|White-*
i really like the way you described everything so i could almost picture it..i love stories like tht they seem so real… i like the ending cause it wasnt predictable… you wouldnt think something like that could be a dream… almost like a nightmare… or just a demented dream.. nice work… keep posting…
hey whats up?it’s me RAVEN (linda sanchez) that was so ***** cool kinda freaky though let me read more
that was so goddamn disturbing it was awesome!! keep it up…
very excellent detail. u definitly have the touch for writing. i’ll come back to see more. keep up the excellent work.
this piece I could not put down…very awesome…you’ve tied the twisted facts together.
but i got one question are lindsey and sarah are the dual personality of jenny?
but then again…so nice keep writing
I don’t think it was as simple as ‘one of those crappy endings’; by having Jenny write down the suicidal girls’ not, it inferred that a new cycle of pain had begun. This work was strangely satisfying in its gory details, but it relied on stereotype a little i think. Better than a lot of stuff, though (especially better than what i can write!). Keep going.
Good, detailed and atmospheric. But it needs more work to look like it’s been written by a true schizophrenic…I believe you should try harder next time and I honestly believe you should write some more.
this is one hell of a story…..i think you have real talent…..this is the kind of writing they should teach in school so all the dumb-asses can realize what pain people have to go through….my best friend is schizophrenic and she goes through hell because of what people do and say to her…if people read this they would realize what shit she has to go through on a daily basis….but im sure she never nailed herself to the floor….keep on writing and ill ead whatever you write….~*KC*~
Not bad for a human that doesnt know what people like me go thru for you all to survive.
–Shadow
Someone! Publish this person’s story on book! Write more, you have a talent, nourris it.
that is some great stuff. I’d love to see more.
Perfect.. nice visual image.. keep it up.. are there gunna be mmore?? hope so…
i think that this story is amazing
need i say more?
that was sick but good
Your writing is great. The imagery, the sickness, everything. I like the way you think and write. I’m glad that you have found a way to express your feelings and thoughts, and that is through writing. Most people cant do that. You really should write more.
that was really good. i’ve never read anything like it. it was sic and twisted i like!!! i could relate with the girl in the story. i could see myself being that girl in the story. i really like the way you wrote that. it has so much meaning.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
i hear the voices…
that’s f***ing mint !!! if i ever was insane enough to do that i would. that was totally awesome keep it up.
*****
Cinn