Stuff Slasher Saw

It was as it time stopped, but kept moving. I could hear the clock on the mantle, tick, tick, tick, tick. But it had nothing to do with me.

Nether did the sunshine, nor the room I was in, or even the chair I sat in. They, and the ticking of the clock belonged somewhere else, with some other girl.

Wasn’t hear.

I was nowhere, holding a letter with an army post mark..

Tick, tick, tick.

But the clock was still going, and somehow the sun was still shinning.

Tick, tick, tick.

It was then I started to cry.

I had cried before. Cried when my bag was taken, cried when my canary had flown away, even cried when I didn’t know why I was sad.

I had cried when he told me he had to go. But I had never cried like this.

Before there had been some control, big tears and quit, almost known existent sobs. This was splitting, as if I was splitting from my mouth out- wards, ever second finding more and more pain in side.

I covered my mouth with my hands and hide my face in my skirt.

I could feel hot fingers inside me, pushing at me from the inside, tearing me, drowning me in my screams.

I was allow, and drowning, but I knew that the waters I was incanted in would not take away the pain, only increase it.

“What! What’s happened!?!”

I just cried louder and my mother knelt beside me, trying to make it all better before she even knew what was wrong, only that something was hurting her child.

I wept onto her shoulder while her arms rapped around me, holding me tight to her and murmuring such useless hollow comforts as “There, there, it’ll be all right” as she rocked me back and forth like a child.

“It wont!” I screamed agents her.

Though I was screaming at her and the teeth of my open mouth running alone her skin as I cried, she stayed came and soothing.

“Ssh, it’ll be alright, every thing will be alright.”

The murmuring continued and I wept, as my heart was rapped and skater about my chest by hot, angry, hateful fingers, as the clock on the mantle continued to tick, tick, tick, tick, and as I drowned.

“He’s DEAD!”