The Attic - pt 9I couldn’t sleep that night, or the night after that. I didn’t go to that attic either, I didn’t know why- fear?, the overwhelming anxiety that maybe this reclusive stranger was the only person in this house I could speak to and to make things worse, I had wronged him. I stayed silent for two days, not sleeping in my bed- instead I slept in the Library on the first night, my head rested on the open pages of law journals and Hansard records. The second night I crouched up in my bathroom, my knees pulled up to my chinThe Attic - pt 9
The Attic pt 8I stared at him, wide eyed and in silence. What did he say? I started to edge away from him; suddenly this beautiful boy had become this monster. He didn’t move. Could I make it to the stairs before he could grab me again? I should be frightened? I swallowed hard and started to stutter as I spoke “What did you mean by I should be, frightened? “ I almost couldn’t say the word and he looked up from the floor and looked deeply at me, through a curtain of his hair. I backed myself against the headboard of the bed and looked at the door. His eyes were still bearing down on me. “I mean… I mean” hThe Attic pt 8
The Attic pt 7It… It wasn’t possible. It was a boy. No not a boy but not a man either. He was… my age and he was much taller than me, with jaw length, wavy hair that looked like antique gold in the Butterscotch yellow lighting. He was wearing a large baggy, white shirt but it was yellowing with age around the cuffs and hems. He had his back to me while he was arranging objects that clattered together in a shallow metal tray. He turned to face me slowly, and he picked hisThe Attic pt 7
The Attic chapter 6 It was a strong hand with long fingers. I stopped breathing completly and screamed at the top of my lungs. Terror filled me. My desprete scream for help was muffled by the other hand- its palm was rough and strong. I tried to fight whatever it was off me, flailing my arms wildly but they were wrapped in shadowy bounds. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end as i felt the warm breath of whatever it was and its soft lips against my ear. Panic stricken, i forced myself free at last and ran deeper into the voThe Attic chapter 6
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Mad
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ttys!! Take care
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" I think my mask of sanity is about to slip. "
Patrick bateman - american psycho
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Zutara, forever and always
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" I think my mask of sanity is about to slip. "
Patrick bateman - american psycho
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[Hurts SO good]
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" I think my mask of sanity is about to slip. "
Patrick bateman - american psycho
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