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Screaming Silent
-Written by Danielle Ellis-
Intro::
A woman with a hidden past lives her life in peace. That is untill her secret uncovers itself revealing a frightened little bad ass.. Can she save herself and cover back up the once again torment of her own creation , or will she end up screaming silent......

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I awake to the sound of screaming. To no suprise I found it was my own. I wipe the sweat from my forehead and try to steady my heavy breathing. I stumble toward the bathroom and grab hold of the sink. Suddenly I feel sick. I glance into the mirror for a moment and I could have swore i saw one of my eyes green. I glare back into the mirror to reassure myself my eys were still brown. I'm feeling sick again, so I spit into the trashcan next to me and I see blood, and my jaw starts to hurt like hell. I realize I am not wearing my white pajamas I wore to bed, instead I'm wearing a black tank top and shorts. "What happened last night?" I close my eyes and try to recollect the night before. "Oh god! Did I black out?! No, She couldn't have." I rush across the bedroom to my dresser and search through the top drawer. "Empty, all of them!" I rush over to the vanity beside my bed. "Shit, shit, shit! All the medication gone!". I grasp my head and fiercely shout at the vanity mirror. My eyes seem to be a different shade of brown. "All this time I had her concealed so carefully, how could I have slipped?" It's getting worse, I hear me laughing in my head, and my doctor isn't answering his house phone, and his cell is off. I rub my eyes to wipe away the tears rolling down my face "Wipe your tears Sarah, wipe them! Don't let Alex see!" I keep calling yet still no reply. I grab my coat and keys off the kitchen table and hurry out my apartment door.

I hear my voice again, this time it's saying my name. I look over to the top of the stairs. It's Alex, sitting on the rail holding a cigarette. Her bright green eyes are fixed on my as I stand in the hallway. She hits the cigarette and I feel the fire fill my lungs. I violently cough and as I look back at her she is gone. I turn to away and there she is, infront of me. She speaks, " You thought you could control me, hide me forever? She smiles and my quivering lips turn into a grin. I look down and I am holding the cigarette. I jolt down the staircase in an almost vim manner. I swing open the doors and flick the cigarette on the sidewalk. I stand on it as I wave for a taxi. The taxi pulls up and I flip my coat's hood over my head. Chicago is a cold place in January.

Traffic is rediculous in at 6:00pm, and I am in a hurry. I throw some money at the driver and bolt out the back seat into the street. I run past all the cars that sat idol and run into a building next to a parking lot filled with police cars. I walk up to the receptionist and ask to see Doctor Morris. She gives me this look of displesure. " I am sorry, he isn't working today. he isn't going to be with us anymore." I reply with a puzzled look and a quick glance towrd his office. "please, I really need to see him,its vital that we speak." She shaked her head no and smiles. "Listen! I'm not leaving untill I speak with Dr. Morris, I have to see him or Sa..." I interupt myself as i watch the door open. Im hoping its him and he heard me somehow, but its a police officer. He motions me over and I quickly heed. "Hello Ma'am, are you a relative or spouse?" He looks at me, and I am yet again looking at a dipleased expression. "ma'am, are you a relative or spouse?" A noise is coming from inside the office. " Will you let me in? I need to talk to Doctor Morris." He shakes his head. "I'm sorry but you'll have to be asked to leave." I ask why. " Mr.Morris, Frank Morris, was murdered. Supposed time of death was four in the morning. " I put my hands over my mouth and my eyes widened with disbelief. " No! This isn't happening!" I close my eyes as tight as possible and back up against the wall. I hear the laughing again and I hit the wall with the back of my head. "Shut up! Shut up!" I release my eyes slowly from the dark and I whisper to myself. "It was you, wasn't it Alex." I smile and fix my hair. " Whatever do you mean Sarah. It's was his time. The old man was probably dying of something." The officer looks confused and reaches for me. I slightly raise my hand to touch his, but I run as fast as I can out of the building. I don't stop running all the way back to my apartment. Im freezing becase I ran outside in shorts. I collapse on my bed and braethe a heavy sigh.

I awake to my screaming once again. I'm on the floor in the living room. Its Thursday. I slept a whole day,or....Did I? I walk toward the bathroom and I can already see the blood on my face and shirt."Fuck! Not again. What did you do now Alex."