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Tower of terror Darkness swooped over me as the doors to death became closer. The pool of blood in which I lay was sticky and viscous almost as if gluing me to the floor. I could no longer move! Panic, fear, loneliness, pain and anger simultaneously engulfed me in streams of thought I could no longer process. What happened? How did I get here? Then it all came rushing back............. "Hey Alisha wait for me!" I turned around to see my best-friend gasping as she ran behind me shouting, sweaty, red and panting with her red curly hair, bouncing as much as ever. "Hi Tanya", I muffled as I gave my best friend a big hug. Since I started going out with Max I had rarely spent time with her. The truth is I missed her, but was totally fascinated by the new boy in town, Max. I had met him a month ago and it seemed like we were dating for years, he was an easy-going down-to-earth kind of guy, intellectual and also carried himself with a hint of mysteriousness. Most strikingly were his Spanish/Italian looks, tanned skin, which always glowed, long brown hair and the most dreamy green eyes which almost all the girls in the school had fallen for. Although he looked like he had emerged right out of the 70's, he was cuter and smarter than most of the guys in Mill Valley. ...read more.


"Hi Tanya, long time no see" "Hey...Hey Max" Tanya was always wary and almost frightened of Max, she gave a quick fake smile to him and then looked at me almost in defeat. "So what you girls been talking about? Not too much about me, I hope, anyway Aisha?" He turned to me, and instantly I was under the casts of his eyes, I wished I could hold him forever. "Hmm? Yeh?" I gulped, why did I always turn into a puddle of nerves whenever he looked at me? Why? And why was he here? I had told him I was spending the evening with Tanya, he had been disappointed but said he would live for a few hours without me! "Ok so you both wondering why I'm here, right? Alisha if you have forgotten I had something planned for you today in celebration of our one month anniversary, so I have come to kidnap you!" I looked at Max and then at Tanya, she was obviously gutted and tried to hide it as best as she could, although some tears had formed she blinked them away. "That's so sweet, Alisha, you have to go, don't worry we can do this some other time, and Max you have to stop taking her away from me" Although Tanya was half joking, her last comment was said with a bit of hurt. ...read more.


"R...Ra...Max this is not funny, come on lets get out of here". I was going to kill him for this; this was just not my idea of a joke. Then out of nowhere a figure emerged in front of me. It was Max, yet his eyes were not the beautiful green that one would loose themselves in, but were almost a bloody red. "Elizabeth it's the 13th of August.... the day you left me, do you remember? You stole my life; you took everything and left me dying in this tower. You are a heartless witch you must die, my soul needs to rest...you must die" Max had an old knife which he directed right back at me. This must be a dream. What was happening? "I...I...Max.... I'm not Elizabeth what is wrong with you? It's me...what are you talking about?" "STOP LYING" Max shrieked, "Your blonde hair and blue eyes, I remember Elizabeth I remember..." and then suddenly I felt a surge of pain in my chest where he had stabbed me again and again and then he stopped. "You're not Elizabeth, I'm sorry...I have to find Elizabeth" then he walked away, my blue contacts had fallen out in the rush of the struggle, and now cold and scared I lay in the pool of my own blood dying, for what, I did not know. How could I have trusted him, confused and scared I lay there, I reached out to someone, but it was no one...No one! By Hanifa Malam 13416 ...read more.

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