My own book
Guys I've never been a good writer. Not in my native language as well as in English. But for some reason I can't get rid of the need to write my own book in English. So here you go, I just finished the first chapter. đ (TW Bl00dâ ď¸)
Chapter 1
She is curled up, pressed into the corner of a room. Her head is ringing, sharp and relentless, causing panic to rise in her chest until the feeling is getting close to becoming unbearable. Sheâs sobbing hysterically while her surroundings drift farther and farther away.
She's alone. Alone with those insufferable and overwhelming feelings.
When she slowly opens her eyes, taking in her trembling hands. The edges of her vision are still dark, a result of how tightly she had squeezed her eyes shut.
Her breath catches when realization settles in.
No. Oh no.
Why couldnât this all just be a dream? She was supposed to wake up in her bed, safe and sound, happy because all of this wasnât real.
Unfortunately, that isn't the case. Not even close.
The bl00d dripping from her fingers is real. That's something she doesn't doubt even the slightest bit. The clammy feeling of the warm liquid running down her hands makes her stomach twist.
Her overwhelming panic settles down and is replaced by a feeling of submission.
Thatâs also the moment the adrenaline flees her body, and she feels it again.
A sharp, impossibly painful pain shoots through her abdomen and then spreads over her whole body.
She doesnât dare to look down; she doesnât dare to even imagine what could possibly inflict a feeling so ex¢ruciating.
But ultimately, it isnât only the pain anchoring her gaze to her hand - she cannot bring herself to look up either.
To be honest, she doesn't dare to avert her gaze from her hands at all.
She's too afraid to see.
Too frightened to take in the truth of the moment...
Because deep in the back of her mind, she knows exactly what is waiting for her when she decides to return to reality.
And that knowledge leaves her truly and utterly terrified.
