Calimore

Before I start to tell you this, I want you to know why I'm doing this. I'm doing this because we need it. No not you, but her and I. You see, about four months ago, I met the most wonderful girl. She was athletic, spunky, sort of strange, and well, just downright gorgeous. She told me a story that only I and my viewers could know. It was the story of how she became who she is, and I shall tell the story in her perspective.

I was only five when it happened, my mom and I were on our way home, when it hit us with a force so powerful, our car flipped. I went into shock and passed out. When I awoke, I was in a hospital, I was nude except for my legs down, with multiple cuts and gashes all over my body. I tried to move, but I felt weak and couldn't do anything, so I fell asleep. When I awoke again, I was home but covered with bandages. My dad was on the bed, watching the television that was set in the room. I made a movement and my dad turned with a look of relief when he saw me.

He said, "Honey, you're awake! Finally!" I tried to talk but it felt like something was holding my vocals down, so I grunted. He shuddered as if I told him something that he didn't want to hear. He turned back to the television and looked at it, motioning me to look as well, so I did, it was a newscast of my crash. There was a dead woman lying in the front seat, she looked as if her body had been chewed to shreds. My dad was crying at the scene.

This time I felt I could talk, so I squeaked, "What is it? Did you know her?" He slowly turned to me, but he had a blank expression as if he was void of life. I tried moving, thinking it would be hard, it was remarkably easy. I got up and looked behind Dad.

It was a creature of unnatural looks, he had no face, not like 'Slenderman' because there was no head. I shrieked and scooted back, it moved slowly to me, my dad fell down face-first. The being raised its hand, it was babyish to look at. When I cowered, it lowered its hand. Then it spoke. Now I know that's physically impossible having no head, but it did.

It said, "You, you can see me?"

"Yes, can people not normally see you?"

"No, WAIT! I know you, you're who they're after! Come on, we have to run."

"Why?" I whimpered.

"Because you are cum oculos nocte."

I don't know what he meant, but he then carried me for what seemed like ages. When we stopped, he said we had arrived at the location. Where I would be safe. I've been living there since then.

Well there you have it. My girlfriend's story and if you haven't guessed who I am, I'm the headless being. My name is Calimore, and I am her protector.

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Credited to Aw3545
Originally uploaded on June 18, 2012

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