nerdyxgirl

     I shuddered under the weight of its presence and used my remaining energy to turn my head towards the being, trying to focus on it. My senses were going haywire. Its form seemed to be towering over me and there was too much movement going on behind its back, like whipping ropes or snakes. My head was pounding and my hearing was scattered. I could barely keep myself from passing out. Its metallic voice seared across my mind, soundless but frightening.     You trespassed. It spoke into my mind above the crushing intensity of inflicted sound.     Now you must… It paused and I felt the vibrations in the

(Warning: No-no words) I've only seen him once in a blue moon. And by that, I mean I don't see him very often. Who is this "him" I'm speaking about? Well, I can't exactly say. It's not like I've worked up the courage to talk to this seemingly dangerous man. I'm only assuming he's dangerous. Maybe if he weren't carrying that nail-decorated bat around with him wherever he went, I would've just assumed he was nothing more than a random, attractive New Yorker who you'd have that one-second crush on, you know? How could I not? The guy's a looker, with tan skin and dark brown hair, and sunglasses mysteriously covering his eyes. Tall, dark, and