Category : Stories

Sub Category : Horror

I knew I couldn't show no fear. That's what he wanted. I took a long deep breath and closed my eyes. I could tell he was getting very curious about my silence. He just stood and gazed in the mirror. I concentrated knocking down every wall in my mind until finally I had the ritual. I could see it clearly. I started to read it. I could hear my words in my own mind but that was all so I wondered if it was working. Suddenly the Craith started backing up slowly from the mirror. I started reciting the ritual louder. His hands grabbed his head. Now it wasn't my voice screaming stop. It was a growl of pain. It was working. I could feel myself getting more stronger and becoming more in control of my body. I hit the floor with a hard thud. My hands holding my head. Screams of pain echoing through the room. I got louder. The ritual not only coming from my mind now but actually from my voice. I was winning he was weakening. I kept on I was growing stronger mentally but physically my body was growing weaker. I got louder you could hear me all around the room. Suddenly I felt a lump in my throat I could not breathe. I strained to cough, holding my throat I rolled over on my back. With a big push of air black filled the room from my mouth. I started throwing up and coughing trying to get my breath back. The darkness dissolved into the air as I collapsed on the floor from exhaustion.