My collections of nightmares for you. This is my story and you are just here to listen and wait. Wait each day so I can give you a nightmare. Just wait and see...... Want to know what goes on in my head? Want to find out?.... Just ask.


7. Pile of Bones

Sorry I haven't posted any chapters on lately.

So anyways on with the chapter!

It was dark and cold in the room. I don't know where I was but I'm scared. The person came in. They always wore a mask to hide their identity. Then the person came up and I had a good look at him. He forgot his mask. "No it cant be! You died in the fire!" I shouted at him. He laughed at you and pulled out a knife. Cut by cut. slice by slice. Bit by bit. He was breaking me down. Until He started to give me pills. They made me fall asleep but before I fell asleep he was unchaining me.

His name was Evan. He was me ex-fiancé but the house we bought together caught fire and I couldn't save him. I moved on from then but here and there I would see him. I though I was going crazy but it turns out I wasn't. ! month ago. I've been stuck in this hell hole for about 1 month. I'm starving and I can barely move. every day he would say that he still loves me but I could see the malice in his eyes. Be blamed me for his injuries from the fire.

Every day I get new burns. "Its only a fraction of the pain that he went through." it's what he says every day. I had burns all over my body. Head to toe. Even my fingers. I would never be the same after this encounter. EVER. Every day the same. over and over and over again. Its always You did this and I had to suffer that every day. One a week I would get a Punishment. The punishment would either be a beating, whipped, or starved the entire week without food or a single drop of water. Everyday I get some bread and half a cup of water. ! year went by and I'm now a pile of bones in the corner of his basement watching the next girl being tortured.

I figured out that it wasn't the real Evan it was a man that impersonated a woman's fiancé and I was his first victim. He had many more after me but I was the guinepig and it worked now. More years went by and I am now at the bottom of a pile of bones. All of them were women.

-Hoped you liked it!-


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