Every week http://ermiliablog.wordpress.com organise a ‘picture it and write’ post, where we all are given an image, and based on that and our perception, we write either a poem or a short story on that. This time the picture was:
Link of the actual post: http://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2011/11/13/__picture-it-write-9/
My mind was swirling, my legs were swollen. I had to escape. I had to get out from the town, from my family and friends. I was a danger to them. My little sister stood before me, stunned by my rudeness. She took another step towards me,
“What the hell Amy! Go back to Mom and Dad!” I cried desperately.
She stared at me with the same blue eyes as mine, and simply said: “No.”
We were in the middle of an abandoned area, in a dense forest, alone. If ever I lost control, no one would be here to save her.
Some days ago, I had discovered that I inherited old powers from my grandmother who had just died. These powers were cunning and strong, hard to cope with. Either I succeeded in mastering them, or I died. Simple as that.
“Amy, do you remember what happened to Mr Burnam yesterday? He was mutilated!”
I had murdered someone, without even being aware of it. When I could not control my powers they overpowered me and did whatever they pleased. That night I woke up with my pyjamas soaked in blood.
“And you know who did that to him Amy? Do you know?? It was…”
A moment of shock and silence passed between us.
“What?” I managed to say.
Still staring at me, Amy slowly lifted up her hand, palm wide open towards me.
Oh no… that was a bad sign.
“I killed Mr Burnam,” Amy whispered. Her face was emotionless.
Her hand reached out to me. I used to do that too when a surge of power overcame me, when I was ready – or not – to strike.
“I have grandma’s powers too,” she continued. “and unlike you, I happen to control them.”
Her cold unreal voice sent shivers through my body. I suddenly was paralysed. She was trying to…
“And now I’m going to kill YOU!” she shouted.
I felt a bolt of power being thrust at me.
Then I knew no more.
I've never written such a long response to a post! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed! An Evil Nymph.