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"you look horrible! i like that in a girl!"
"the hot boy" ♡ episode 8, volume 1 ♡ monster high g1
#has 2 be one of the best lines in volume 1#im rewatching g1 cuz like. todays my chill day#js watched haunted as well its so good#my ex best friend could learn a few things from the red lady#thoughts ୨𖹭୧#bee's diaries ୨𖹭୧#girlblogging#girlhood#it girl#girly tumblr#this is what makes us girls#girly stuff#monster high#girlworld#girl things#girl thoughts#girl code#girl therapy#dolly girl#girlworld ୨𖹭୧
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Delirium
Tick, tock goes the big, white clock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Those sounds are slowly killing me. With each tick, I am reminded of how I am oh, so alone. With each tock, the depression steadily increases. I am dying an infinite death. Tick. I am reborn. Tock. I am sacrificed to the monster living within that big, white clock. The tick, tock of the clock has permeated my dreams; that monster now chases me within my sleep. My sleep? How precious. I haven’t slept in days, or weeks, I don’t have a clue. I’ve lost all sense of time in this gleaming, white place completely devoid of windows. White, all I see is white. I am so sick of white. I continuously contemplate slashing my wrists just to get a little color around here. I am drowning in the vast sea of white and the whitest thing of all is that godforsaken clock. Tick, tock. The monster approaches. Tick, tock. Oh, how I hate that monster. Tick, tock. Oh, how I hate that clock.
Blame my blatant blasphemy. Blame my blatancy. Blame me for all I’ve seen. Blame me for all of this. I don’t care. Goddamn it, I don’t care anymore. I just want this monster to leave me be. Tick, tock. Why won’t the monster let me rest in peace? Tick, tock. Leave me be you goddamned devil!
The monster left me out a plate of food again. At least it resembles food. I can’t tell if it’s bait or if he’s just trying to fatten me up. Either way, I won’t make a move on the plate. I can’t. It’s not worth the risk. The smell of it turns my stomach anyway.
I’ve got to destroy the clock. I must kill the monster, slay the dragon that haunts my soul, but I can’t bring myself to get close to that clock. Tick, tock. I can hear it breathing. Tick, tock. I can feel it inside of me as I throw up blood and bile on the ever dirtying floor. I must run to my closet to hide. This seems to be the only place the monster can’t reach me, thus the majority of my time is spent in this closet, swimming in a pool of my own vomit. Puking is the only thing I can do with regularity anymore.
With my bloated belly and ghastly deteriorating body, I’m beginning to look like one of those starving children they show on television to guilt you into sending your coffee money their way. Those little bastards shouldn’t be drinking coffee anyway.
The tock, tock of that horrible clock is distant, nearly inaudible. The monster appears to be slumbering. It hardly ever needs sleeps, anymore. It seems to obtain the majority of its energy from my fear, feeding off me like a giant parasite, trying to consume my soul. But that cannot happen. I won’t let it. I’ve got to strike. I’ve got to destroy the monster deep within that clock and I must do it now. Now or never, as they say. I don’t know when it will sleep again. At this rate, I may not be around to see it happen. Tonight is the night. Tonight, I regain my freedom. Tonight, I kill the monster. Tonight, I destroy the clock. With hammer in hand, I slowly open the door and peer out into the white hallway, only the faintest sound of tick, tock penetrating my eardrums.
Ding-dong the clock is dead, that evil clock is dead! I have finally defeated the monster. I feel as though the weight of the world has been lifted from my chest. This is the first moment I have been truly happy since I became trapped with evil incarnate. That feeling is punctuated by my appetite returning with a vengeance. I notice the plate, still resting on the floor. PB&Js. My favorite, even if they are a little stale. I find myself able to scarf down the entire plate. It comes with a horrid pain in my gut but those five minutes of heaven were well worth the sting. I can feel my eyes start to droop closed, I can’t wait to sleep. Sleep, how I have missed you, my darling.
I violently awaken to the booming sound of tick, tock and immediately evacuate my stomach of every drop, all over my pristine white blankets. The tick, tock is louder than ever, and much faster than it had ever been. Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock. The monster is stronger now, and he’s charging at me. I shoot out of bed so quickly I grow dizzy. And I clumsily sprint my way through the white hallways toward my sanctuary. The tick, tock grows louder still as I lunge myself into the closet and slam the heavy, white door shut. Oh lord, what have I done?! My futile attempt to rid myself of this nightmare only succeeded in unleashing the beast from its cell, The monster is now free to hunt, and I am its prey.
Honestly, I have never told the truth… I have no idea what this means or where I picked it up, but still I find that I have etched it into every available inch of my sanctuary, my sanitarium is more like it these days.
I have made this bed, yet I can’t sleep in it. Time may as well have stopped completely. I’ve been here forever, or so it seems. I think I’m starting to lose it, and by “it” I mean, well, everything. I’ve been degaussed; I can hardly remember anything anymore. My name, my address, my family—all gone. There is nothing left in my brain other than thoughts of the monster. That damn monster, how I hate the sound of it breathing from outside my door. Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
I’ve been having visions, hallucinations if you will, of the monster ripping at my flesh, pulling all the meat from my bones as I scream in agony. Its razor sharp teeth pierce my flesh and all I can do is cry out. I can almost feel the pain the monster has induced in my imagination. I can’t believe how real these nightmares seem. Are they still called “nightmares” when you don’t sleep anymore?
Tick, tock. Tick, tock. I can hear it chuckling, belittling my growing frustrations as I descend from atop the slide that is what is left of my sanity. I’d rather be in the sandbox right now, or on the swings, they’ve never let me down.
Tick… Tock… Tick… Tock… Those sounds are picking apart my brain like vultures taking sustenance from a dead wildebeest on the Serengeti. I fear what the monster will feast on when my skull has been sucked dry
I can’t handle this anymore. I’m going to die here and soon if I don’t do something now. This ends tonight, one way or another. I peer out the crack under the white door of my sanctuary, the monster is nowhere in sight. The tick, tock, however, is still present. As best I can tell, that awful sound is coming from the bathroom. I slowly make my way down the hallway, taking special care to make as little noise as possible. The only chance I have in overtaking this fiend, with which I currently reside, is to sneak up on it. Otherwise, it’s curtains. From outside the lavatory, the tick, tock was deafening.
With my heart beating so hard my chest was about to burst, I dove into the bathroom and crashed hard into pearly white porcelain. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. The monster’s taunting me, I just know it. I pull back the shower curtain, but the hideous beast is nowhere in sight.
I’m cracking up, I think to myself, as I stare at my ugly mug in the mirror. God, my once good looks are fading fast. My eyes are all sunken in and purple. And to top it off, my hair has apparently fallen out in huge chunks. My head is completely bald, save for a few random tufts of golden blonde hair. It’s a horrendous sight to behold, especially with those giant teeth growing from my crooked jowls.
I sit in my closet, cut off from the monster mocking me from outside my door. Tears sting my eyes as I stare steadily at the hunk of mirror in my blood soaked right hand. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. I will not let this… this… evil thing get me. There is no way in hell I am going to let it get me. I won’t give it the pleasure of doing me in. I can’t let it win. I close my eyes as tightly as I can muster and watch as the demon’s face dramatically changes from smile to snarl as I grip tightly and press the shard of glass against my jugular.
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