As I weep on my bed,
I feel the devil carress my head
Use your eye shield .
There’s more from where that came from.
It didn’t start with you,
It won’t end with you.”
His rough hand runs across my braids,
Feels my delicate earlobes,
Traces my jawline,
And finally rests on my neck
Where he attempts to choke me
I summon strength to scream,
Throwing my hands and legs wildly in the air.
He chokes even harder
I feel my face turn red,
My lungs short of oxygen.
Involuntarily, I open my mouth,
Grab on his cloak and drag.
I reach even further to his neck
To return the favour.
It becomes a duel for supremacy.
Suddenly, his cracked lips breaks into a smile.
He reaches for my hands and kisses them.
“Are you related to Jacob? Cos baby, you are a fighter!
Swiftly, I make for his neck and bite down.
Blood trickles down my lips as I smile “I’m no baby.
I am Gloria. Daughter of Joseph, son of Jacob, a fighter.”
Cute horror writer