***depiction of scenes which could be disturbing . Read at your own descretion.***

There is no one on the road. I wander my eyes all around but all I can see is darkness.

There is an uneasiness I feel.

Be brave, Bondita..

I mutter to myself as I wipe the sweat off my face with the end of my red saree. I am in the middle of an isolated road with no one around. It's pitch dark and all I can feel is the rustling of the leaves of the trees. I think it is going to rain soon.

I try my best to muster my courage but I feel it slipping away everytime I take a step forward. I take a deep breath. It will be alright. I stand there for a while and observe my surroundings. The trees look so gloomy, the moonlight illuminates them a bit in this darkness that surrounds the night. There is something so strange about those trees.

Suddenly, I feel the clouds rumble loudly and then leaves rattling among themselves. I cover my ears with my hands and I feel hot tears rushing down my eyes. I shiver violently. This is just not the right place. Something is so horrific about this place.

I wipe my tears and walk, rather run for my life. I feel as if the trees are oddly eyeing me. The rustling of the leaves makes a shiver run down my spine. My feet are completely bare as I run. I just wish to run away from this wretched place.

I feel something under my feet and I slip. I fall right on my face, bruising my arms and knees in the process. My breathing has turned haggard and with each step, I feel someone squeezing the life out of me. I look back at the thing on which I slipped.

I freeze as my eyes land on it.

Rotten human flesh.

It was a bruised hand, only a hand and I slipped on that!

A deafening scream leaves my mouth as fresh tears fill my eyes again. My face is smeared with tears and I am unable to move. I slipped on human flesh!

I stand up and move back. To say I was horrified would be an understatement. I clutch onto my hammering heart as I turn around. I'm unable to breathe. My head is spinning but I somehow manage to keep up the pace.

I don't want to look anywhere but the road. But my eyes involuntarily watch the trees on  either side and I can't help but be horrified at how odd they appear. My eyes suddenly land on a child, a girl of about five.

What is she doing here?

She is standing under the tree and I stop, though my heart tells me to keep moving forward. She is wearing ragged clothes and my eyes land on the scars on her body. My heart aches as I see the little child. Her head is bowed down and I could hear her sobbing. Maybe she is lost just like me.

I smell fresh blood all of a sudden. My nose scrunches as I suddenly feel the smell of rotten dead rats taking control of my nose. Keeping it all at bay, I move forward towards the child who was now badly weeping.

I stand in front of her and gently place my hand over her shoulder.

I feel uneasy.

I see her raising her bruised hand forward as she grabs my hand that I placed on her shoulder. I feel a sharp pain screeching down my cells. My blood is running cold all of a sudden.

I put the pain aside and look towards the child. Her eyes are still cast downwards and I still haven't seen her face.

She says, coldly, " My mother killed me with a knife. Would you like to adopt me, Miss?"

I freeze on my spot. Where am I exactly stuck?

I'm unable to move and I know that I'm crying bitterly. I want to scream but my lips are sealed by some force which I'm unable to decipher. It feels as if someone is choking me.

The girl in front of me lifts her head slowly and as her face illuminates in the moonlight, I let out a scream finally.

She had no eyeballs and I could see a river of blood out of those sockets where the eyes were supposed to be. My chest is heaving up and down and I try to withdraw my hand back.

The child held it firmly as she smiled wickedly.

"let me go!" I scream as I try to push her away. I'm sobbing.

"Be my mother" she says with an evil smirk on her face.

She laughs hyterically and I puke my guts out.

I'm trying my best to get out of her grasp but she is strong.

Suddenly, she lets me go and I immediately run for my life.

I head her scream," Run as fast as you can. You have to come back to me in the end"

I ignore her and suddenly, I feel a thick wet fluid under my feet. The smell of fresh blood!

With fear gripping my soul, I kneel down only to know that I am surrounded with blood. It is all around me. I dip my hands in it and my fingers are painted red. I feel something wet on my head. It's thick. I remain glued at the spot as I feel the fluid making its way from my head to my forehead. As it finally travels down my nose, I am sure it's blood.

A lone tear escapes my eye and I stumble in the pool of blood. I cry and cry.

I know I'm doomed today.

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Hey hey!

Don't throw tomatoes at me.

All thanks to kiarasfitoor

She wrote a horror OS and i felt like writing one too.

It was better in my head.

All I need are your views, so that I can keep writing more.