Beware The Dark Angels,They Will Rot Your Mind: Difference between revisions

"YOU CANT DO THIS TO ME"! Screams the voice of a girl. She has long black hair that reaches about 12 inches below her shoulder. Her bangs are cut in a "fringe" style much like the style "scene" girls wear their hair. The tips of her hair are dyed a bright yellow color. Her hair is in beautiful curls that look like they took many hours to accomplish. She is wearing a princess type dress with a hoop skirt that reaches just barley above the ground. She looks like shes going to a ball of some sort. A man is pushing her twords a small pond in the backyard.”JUST"JUST LET ME GO TO THE PARTY DAD, BEFORE I CALL THE COPS”COPS"! I step closer , so I can get a better look. This man looks like a much younger version of Old Man Will. He is holding a knife to the girls back as he pushes her twords the pond. At this point the girl is a sobbing mess, tears streaming down her pale cheeks. The younger Mr Will clasps a hand over her mouth and lifts the knife up to her left eye.”I"I cant take your insanity anyomore”anyomore"! He yells at her ,than as quick as you can blink he takes the knife and stabs it right through her eye, letting the knife sink all the way into her head. She collapses to the ground, a pool of blood forming around her motionless body. Mr . Will goes inside the house and than soon returns with the small box that I had been about to open earlier. He reaches down twords the girl and rips two necklaces off her neck. The necklaces both have a simple silver chain, and instead of a charm at the end there is a beautiful antique keys with a gem encrusted handles. Mr . Will puts the key necklaces inside the box, than throws the girl into the pond. He places the keys inside the box, setting them gently next to her each outher. Mr . Will's eyes suddenly go wide and he starts laughing like a maniac. He collapses on the ground and continues laughing. I hear my name off in the distance. I spin around and see the face of the girl standing right behind me.

My name is Drake, I had just finished reading a story about two insane angels. The author thought she could scare me into thinking that SHE was a angel, and that the world will be taken over by "dark angels”angels". I chuckle, what a lame story I thought but imedietly took it back. What if they are real? They might not like me for thinking like this. I powered off my computer and went to sleep. I am awoken in the middle of the night by a loud sound. I hear a scratching sound on the window. I look over ,but nothing is there. I lay back down, thinking its probably just the tree outside my window. I try to picture myself in a "happy place”place" I invision myself living in a video game.I try to pretend im living in the Mario World but I cant stop thinking about the sound. Im about to drift back to sleep but before I can I hear another scratch, this time much louder. I look at the window again. Scratched on the window I can barley make out the words, We warned you. I hide under my blankets for the rest of the night.Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts. I wake up in the morning and the words are gone, just like I thought they would be. I walk downstairs and the TV is turned onto the news channel. I figured that my Dad let it on on accsident while he was getting ready to go to work. In the back of my mind a thought lurks. What if it’s the angels who scratched the window? I slap my own face. Now im starting to get paranoid. I shut all the doors in the house and lock myself in the bathroom. I check to make sure that the window in there is locked as well, and decide to take a shower. I climb into the shower and turn on the water. The warm water is crystal clear and soaks into my shaggy blonde hair and runs down my face, almost getting in my hazel colored eyes. I reach to turn the water turn the water off but as soon as my hand touches the foset red thick liquid pours from the shower head. I gasp accsidently tasting the strange liquid. Blood…..its blood. I jump out of the shower and change back into the clothes I was wearing earlier. I run out of the bathroom, down the hall, and out into the street. I run for ten minutes, knocking over trash cans and stepping on the crunchy fall leafs. I slow down and start walking to the local park. I arrive and immedeitly notice two girls crying beneath a weeping willow tree. I run over to them to see whats the matter. "Ummm…..are you guys ok, do you need anything”anything"? I ask them, not knowing what else to say to them. The girl with short pink hair looks up at me with her startling red eyes. I now notice her neck is twisted in a weird position and her cheek has a deep cut. She smiles at me and I cant help thinking she looks like how Hope, one of the dark angels was described in the story. I back away a bit as the second girl lifts her head to look at me. The second girl looks up at me and smiles also. That’s not what surprised me though. What surprised me is that she had a knife sticking out of her right eye and her left eye was completely yellow. I let out a gasp as I started to back away. "Drrraaaakkkee, don’t you want to play with us”us"? The girl who resembles Desire says almost singing as her voice rings out across the park. "N-no”no". I studder noticing them walking closer to me. Desire links arms with me and so does Hope. I start shaking violently. I notice Hope grab a key necklace much like theirs put out her dress pocket. She hands one end of the chain to Desire and together they clasp the necklace around my neck. Thought of death and murder flood my mind. They release my arms and I fall to my knees.”Drake"Drake, now you can be with us FOREVER”FOREVER"! Hope says as she takes a knife out of her boot. I grab my head screaming as Hope took a knife and stabbed it into my heart. I let out one last breath before I finally die.I cant believe I let them put the necklace on me. I cant believe that now im one of them. I cant believe that now I can never leave their side. Now that they made me immortal along with the rest of their victoms I have to stay with them…forever. My mind is as rotten as theirs now and the constant thought of murder crosses my mind every minute. This is my message for those who don’t believe in them, run….run for your lives. Or else they WILL rot your minds. They will kill you and turn you dark. They will, they will, they will. Beware the dark angels.