Jessica by Sabrina Crowder (books to read this summer TXT) 📖

I woke up the morning around 2am to the screaming of my voice and my mother pressuring me to wake up. I had a nightmare about a little girl in a blue and black checkered dress with long, blonde, fine hair, and dark sea blue eyes. She had skin so pale that it showed blue striking veins underneath. She was beautiful but scary at the same time. I woke up realizing that my throat hurts like I was screaming for hours, and I started to loose my voice...
"SABRINA!! WAKE UP!!" My mother screamed in my ear. She apparently had been shaking me for an hour.
"Wha- What happened? Why am I all sweaty??"
"You had a nightmare, and you started screaming an hour ago so I shook you awake."
I made her leave after that comment. I wanted to be alone until the rest of the night. I was scared to go back to sleep, so I didn't. I knew that this dream ment some thing, but what I didn't know was that it was only the beginning. The next thing I knew was that she was standing at my bed with blood dripping down her arm, and she seamed to be screaming with no words coming out. I screamed for my mom and she ran in my room and saw the blood on the floor where the little girl was standing, but she had disappeared. I felt a pain in my hand and saw the little girl slice my hand with the knife. She nearly missed, but put a deep indention in my pinkie finger. I quickly hide my hand under the bed cover, in hopes that my mother didn't notice. She asked me where all the blood came from, and I simply said that it came from ketchup. She told me to taste it then and put her finger in it, then rushed to my side, putting the blood in my mouth. Surprisingly it didn't taste like iron. It was warm and sweet, with a hint of mystery that described why the little was standing there. I told her it was yummy and she said okay, and that we should go back to bed. As soon as she left, I started weeping uncontrollably.

It has been two years since the begging of Jessica. I still haven't figured out why I see her or why she haunts me. Since my sister tried to drown me (about a year after seeing Jessica)I have had nightmares where my friends try to drown me and Jessica pulls at my feet to drag me under. Even under water she is strikingly beautiful. It is extremely scary when she harms you. Last night she was pushing me off a cliff, and I woke up and she was next two my bed. She took my arm and twisted it, bit my thumb ti it bleed, and then she took a knife and carved a J into my arm. It was horribly painful, an whats worse is my mother doesn't even believe me. She thinks that I'm faking everything. Since I used to be a cutter, she thinks I carved the J into my skin. She never understands, but my best friend believes me. She says I shouldn't be treated like I am. Addie has helped me through a lot in the past year. When I went to the psych ward, Addie helped me get Jessica to stop making me cut and try to kill myself. I have been so scared to go in water afraid she will drowned me, or scared to sleep because of her... Then the other night my dog was barking at my closet and I had a friend go get him to stop... we walked in there and the window was busted, and then something moved inside the closet. We were so scared that i ran in there with a knife to find Jessica crying in a corner with a shadowy figure hovering above her. My friend screamed when she saw this then the shadow left, passing through us. We turned back to Jessica to find nothing there. When we finally chilled down, my dog went outside and started barking again. We walked outside and something moved in the bushes. My dog ran off, and we couldn't find him for 4 days. Then it hit me, he always goes to the cow pasture. As we ran through the forest after my friend Addison, screaming for Nitro to come home... We found him, but not alive. He was strung out on a tree from his hind legs, and bleeding from his throat. When we saw him we knew that we needed help. The next morning we went to a church and got a Pasture to come to our house. I honestly don't believe in God, but if it got that dammed demon out of my house I would be happy. The next day i went to California to meet my real father. I was laying in the bed all night when i heard a stir of noise next to the window out side. I slowly got up and ran to the door... It slammed and locked and i turned around an there was Jessica sitting on the bed crying. Now let me tell you something... When she cry's, it is blood. Her tears are made of blood. I have heard that only vampires cry blood because they naturally drink it. I don't know if Jessica is half vampire and ghost but it sure as hell freaks me out. But back to the story, I have always believed that when you are blessed with a presence of a ghost, mythical creature, nightmare, or demon like creature then they were sent for you. It's like having a guardian angel that is deadly and wants to hurt you. Even though the concept is way worse, I try to think of seeing dead spirits and beings as a gift. Even as I sit here writing this book I can feel her presence. It has gotten worse and worse over the years. I remember a couple of weeks ago, I was in a bath tub taking a bath and then water was up to my chin. I was trying to get over my fear of water and it didn't work. I was sitting there listening to my music and the lights cut out. I called for my mom and for some odd reason she didn't come. I went to get out and I felt something push me. I fell back and by this point I was freaking out, crying, and everything. I screamed and then my mom ran in and cut the lights on. I explained what had happened and she took me to the doctor for anti-depressant.

Publication Date: 11-24-2011

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