Camilia Alima



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06/23/2017 

The Awakening Part 1 Continued.
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  I had to blink my eyes about three times to get the blurriness away. My mouth was dry, probably from all of the crying and screaming I had done about 3 hours ago. Father Lucas was finally convinced that I wouldn't go after myself or anyone else, so they untied my wrists and ankles.

 

  “W-What happened?” I whispered softly, to myself and Diablo, trailing my fingers softly along the bandages on my arms. A minor incident. That’s all. His voice echoed inside my head, causing me to wince. I quickly got up, grabbing my side table, feeling light headed. Slow now dear… we wouldn’t want you to fall and crack your head, now would we? “Shut up.” I rolled my eyes and walked to the door opening it and looking down the hall.

 

 I made it down the corridor without anyone noticing me, until I reached the first step. “Camilia, dear.” I slowly turned around and there was my mother, her arms crossed and a frown on her face, “You should be laying down. After your incident earlier, you should be resting.”

 

 “Sorry mother… it’s just I wanted to get out of my room. I’ve been stuck in there all day and I need some fresh air… and sunlight.” I smiled softly hoping she would understand.

 

  “We can open a window.” She shook her head and put her hand on my shoulder slowly leading me back to my room and laying me down. “Stay here, and don’t move.” She frowned and went over to the window opening it just a little, but not enough for me to possibly escape through the crack.

 

All I did was glare at her then turned on my side, thinking horrid thoughts about her, which only fed the voice more. Kill her, make it look like an accident. Pour oil in the stove before she uses it, put oil on the stairs to make her slip and break her neck. JUST GO IN HER ROOM AND STAB HER. The idea’s and thoughts pulled at my emotions, not knowing which one was the worst and making me confuse them with something else. Didn’t everyone see I was fine? Obviously to them I wasn’t. What did they see me as? What did they think of me…

 

To be continued...


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