The evil which lives deep within my soul has once again been unleashed.
I feel it surging through the blood in my veins
burning like acid as it rapidly spreads it's deadly poison throughout my
body.
I am paralyzed with fear.
I grow dizzy and faint
my pounding heart aches
my stomach churns with nausea
and my breathing all but ceases.
I can not only feel but hear this alien being creeping about.
My body shivers with icy chills as invisible hands grope it from
without.
These cold hands attack from all angles.
Some of them are rough and forceful,
others softly, gently caress my breasts.
It's these seemly gentle ones which I fear the most.
They slowly, sensually move up my legs in an attempt to enter my vagina.
I fend them off by tightly clenching my legs together in a death grip and
frantically rolling about.
I mustn't let them in again.
I want to cry out and vomit I feel so sick and afraid
but I cannot for this may let the evil escape from it's prison within.
I must hold on.
I must continue the struggle for my sanity.
Struggling to stay in control and fight off this horrible fear,
I lie on the floor in the quiet darkness of night, mummified
within a quilt with my eyes and legs tightly closed.
What is happening to me?
Have I finally gone mad?
Eventually I grow too weary and fall mercifully into the safety of sleep.
When I awake the evil and the hands are gone, for now.
Apprehensively I unwind myself from the fragile protection of the quilt
and crawl up into bed.
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