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Nov 2014
I am on a boat
Skies black and smokey
They tell me to go to my room
But I can’t
She’s there

They tell me I’ll die if I stay on deck
I’d rather die than to look upon her face again
Go, they yell, there’s no one in your room, but I know
I see her
She sees me

I go, I have to, I’ll confront her, I will, I have to, she haunts me
I approach, the room is dark, she’s there, she doesn't make a sound
I enter the room and lightning crashes, I see her, standing in the corner
I see her
She’s there

She runs at me and grabs my shoulders, I freeze, her face melts in front of me, she screams
The noise is piercing and unearthly, her nails dig in, her mouth black, her eyes hollow, her bones bare
I Try fighting, she's too strong, she moves her black face towards me,
I try to claw at her eyes, push her away
*But I can’t
She sees me
Fiona Mae
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Fiona Mae
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