The fort is inside.
Some of the locals see me, I think. They avoid me. They rush past looking at the ground. I think they know I’m dead.
A little girl looked at me yesterday. I smiled but she screamed until she blacked out and they dragged her away.
I feel strange, sick in the soul like I’m emptying slowly from a hole in my mind.
I forgive you for leaving but please won’t you come back? I'm so alone, I’m scared Laura.
The night never ends not really, dancing and music and breath. Please come back to the party.
Sara Light-Waller almost 8 years ago
Very creepy and evocative. I got a chill from reading it.