A mysterious voice was heard.
“Suicide Song, my dear,” a little voice whispered.
“Wh-who a-are y-you?” Sydney frightened.
“I am your mother, sweetheart.”
“B-but my m-mother d-died a y-year ago.”
“I’m her soul and ghost, I have come to explain to you why the people around you die. You’re the cause of all this.”
“M-my fault?”
“Why yes, dear.”
Sydney didn’t believe her, and hopped onto her bike. She rode to the other side of town. Sydney went up to an unknown man and asked him a question. “What is your name?” He stood in silence. “It was the Suicide Song!!!” She screamed it, and everybody heard her. Now they all heard the sweet melody. It was caused by her voice, when she speaks to someone. They hear that melody.
“Okay, okay come on out. Tell me why I’m cursed with this horror.”
Her mother appears in front of Sydney. “I’m the one who sang you that song, when you were a child.” You were supposed to die like your brothers and sisters, but you didn’t. Instead you enjoyed it.
“Only one thing can stop this madness!” Sydney said with a crazed look in her eye.
“Sorry darling, you can’t kill yourself until you find that one person who will not die from it.”
Sydney ran into the closest cutters store, ignored the bodies, and headed towards the knives. She grabbed the biggest one she could find, and cut herself, right in the throat. *Thud* Her head dropped to the floor. “Sydney, dear. You’re still alive, even if you did cut yourself in the neck. Your head will just live without a body.”
1 comments:
Dude! Japanese horror film, much? You and Dina have stories that...not entirely...but kind of remind me of each other.
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