I keep seeing faces out my window. I don’t understand. Sometimes I can’t make out there faces. But they seem like young, crazy shadows. Sometimes they taunt me “I have your baby”. Sometimes they scream out my name.
I don’t understand why. What did I do wrong ?
It makes me angry and one of these days I’m going to lash out. There I see one again. She’s holding a candle and she’s whispering my name. Say it bitch. Say “bloody mary” one more time.
A super girly and peppy blonde girl who wears bright pink dresses and skirts everyday is best friends with a quiet goth girl who of course sports all black clothing and big lace up boots. Someone jokes and yells to them “Hey look, a fairy and a vampire!” The blonde turns around and flashes a fanged grin and says “She’s human actually.”