I felt the air around me get colder, as the full moon climbed into the now darkened sky. My short blonde hair billowed around my face, as the wind blew against my back. I reverted my, silver colored eyes, down to my pale hand. I looked at the chipped black nail polish, on my claw like fingernails. "I need to make a mental note to redo my nails," I thought to myself. I looked back at the full moon, looking around at the stars. My eyes landed on the nothingness in the night sky. Voices surrounded me, the voices that only I could hear, so quick that they seemed to only murmur things in my ear... that I could never make out.

Then a warm voice that I have known for years hushes them by yelling my name. "Dabria, where are you?" The voice yelled, while turning on the light to the porch. Making me cover my eyes and hiss at the new found bright light. Once my eyes adjust, I move my arm from my face, to see my mother hovering over me. Her dark blonde hair, mixed with gray, falls in front of her face. Covering her hazel colored eyes, looking down at me. "Oh! There you are, come inside it's cold out here. And you have to go to sleep, you have school in the morning." She commands in a soft yet stern voice.

I stand up from the grass spot, as my white nightgown falls into place around my body. My mother looks down at me and she walks me inside, as the warmth hits me once she opens the door. It wraps around me as I walk my room, But only to be stopped by my mother. She looks down at my nightgown with disapproving eyes. I look down at it to see it covered in grass and mud stains from sitting in the yard. I roll my eyes as I look back up, not caring. I turn back around and start walking again, only to hear the voice of my mother. "Where do you think you are going young lady, go get into the shower and get in some clear pj!" She yells at me as I walk into my room.

I slip off my nightgown and put a dark gray nightshirt on instead. Walking up to the light, turning it off. As the darkness consumes the room I walk to my navy blue bed. I get under the covers the voices come back. Only louder then they have ever been before. I jump out of bed, slam open the door, my face scrunching up as I slide down the hallway. I sharply turn the corner into the kitchen, forcefully opening the covers. Throwing things out of the way until I grabbed a orange bottle filled with pills. The voices getting louder and louder. I harshly open the bottle as little pills come flying out. I grab two and stuff them down my throat. I hear the soft steps of feet come closer and closer. I look around franticly, my eyes landing on a light wooden box. The box had light wooden handles that stuck out of the box. I swiftly grab one the metal blade, shining in the light of the moon. I turn around and lunge at the body, stabbing the knife into the body multiple times. The screams of agony that came from the body were drowned out by the voices in my mind. The smell of blood filling all my senses. Then everything goes quiet, the voices leave a ringing in my ears, I look down at the now cold body under me. My face pales, my eyes go wide, as tears start to sting my eyes. I slowly stand up, as my body goes numb. I slowly back into the back door, my hand moving on its own goes to the doorknob to open the door. I fall into the grass, mys eyes look at my body blood dripped down my hands, that were now holding a bloody knife, and my once gray nightshirt was almost covered in blood. I stand up from the grass, my blonde hair falling into my face with blood in it. I turn and run and run, never looking back.