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Rated: 13+ · Short Story · Contest Entry · #2214788
It's a bloody story.
I want to always remember today from this window. The day I lost everything...

I sat with my cat at the large picture window, a cool breeze flowing through the room, setting the curtains aflutter. I debated whether to go to the new bookstore in town, or just sit here and enjoy this lazy day. With a sigh, I stood, grabbing my coat and bag. Might as well. Closing the door behind me, I stepped into the warm rays of sun, taking a deep breath of the clean, crisp air, And started on my way. As I walked I admired each Maple Tree, with still colored leaves. It didn't take long to get to the little shop, a small bell dinging to announce my arrival. "Hi, How can I help you?" A man asked, a warm smile on his face. "I'm just here to look around." I did as I said, finding nothing quite interesting. Until I did. A small book, with a dusty, leather cover sat on a shelf, with a face down Pentacle on the cover, with 666 engraved on it. I quickly paid and headed home, reading as I went. Everything was in a strange writing, except one page. A summoning ritual. I grinned in excitement. I had everything I needed already. I grabbed red paint, painting the symbol the book depicted, putting candles where it said. I stood over it, reading the words aloud: "Quia vocavi te. Veni ad me, et facite eis sicut placuerit vobis. Templo corporis sui. Qua morte esset ad opos vobiscum? Eya!" The candles suddenly lit as I said the last word, and that was it. Nothing else. I scoffed, that was kinda cool, but still. I tossed the book aside, cleaning everything up, and went to bed for the night.
I yawned as I woke up, gasping as I looked down. My arms were covered in bruises and blood. I ran to grab my first aid kit, when I screamed. My cat lay, it's corpse mangled and bloody, by the door. I cried, the tears obscuring my vision. I went to the bathroom, ready to puke, and then I saw. I was crying blood. In the mirror, the words "You can't leave, you can't die." Were written in blood. The door slammed behind me.

Loosely Translated: I have called upon you, and you have come. Do unto them as you please. My body shall be your temple, evil one. Kill all who oppose you. Hurrah!
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