Venitah123

Yellow eyes. Blood shed. More bloodshed. And some drama. 
THAT is what it was at first. 

Then add witches to the mix and you have some messed up reality going on.

Target for a massacre.
Knives.
hit and runs
Kidnapping
Hostage

Crystal is a gem that grows in the midst of utter chaos directly aimed at her. 
A survivor's soul.
With more than enough lives involved in her business. Some good, some bad and some dead but kinda living too.

TARGET FOR DEMISE

Amy was standing on the bed wrestling the blanket that was wrapped around her neck and making itself into a knot on the ceiling bulb. 


“Are you gonna stand there or HELP ME!?” 


I quickly dropped my initial shock and quickly got onto the bed and started grabbing the other end of the blanket to undo the knot. 


“What the heck is happening? Why is your blanket trying to kill me?” She whined helplessly as I tried not to see the humor in the situation. 


The blanket seemed very pissed and did not like the new found resistance. The damn think whipped me. 


“Owwwww!” I screeched. Then there were voices. Angry voices coming this way. 


“WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING?! YOU CANNOT JUST WALK IN HERE, MARGOT!” 


“NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS AND YES I CAN!” 


“Like you would do the same thing,” The lady scoffed, I pulled the blanket harder before the whole thing just went limp sending us spiraling to the floor. 


Dream attacks