Flyleaf- Broken Wings
Pulling up to the old house feels wrong. The way it did when I ran out of the house next door, scared out of my wits. There's a dark ominous feeling. It shouldn't feel like this. Nothing should ever feel like this. The thing inside of me is happy to be back. It had been quiet for a few days and it gave me a bit of peace. Something to look forward to. Hope that I will be getting out of this soon.
At least, the being possessed part. The rest of it is just terrifying and it sucks that I can't ever go back to the way things were before all of this started. I will never be normal again thanks to this inside of me. I have no choice but to go inside. As soon as I walked into my bedroom all the doors slammed shut. My restroom door, my bedroom door. The doors to the
