@TafiiBiscuit

The silent humming of the fan... The slightly drenched sides of the paper, as my fingers move flawlessly across the white lines...Coughing the words.. "It was Ellaine's lifeless corpse..."

Seamlessly, like all the other stories I had written the past few days.. They were all the same.. Yet why?? Why did none of them felt right for publish?..

The thought kept ringing in my head over and over again. Until I saw the small letters engraved at the top left corner... There it said.. 'Case 4 - The Memory.'

Then I remembered, this was the first ever story I was going to finish.. Not that I didn't finish one back in the days, but.. I was scared.

Trembling like some sort of outcast that holed herself captive of her own imaginations and creations within the room.

Which she is.. It didn't take long before her mother knew something was off, opening up the entrance after knocking several times...

"I made you breakfast.."

A silver tray sat atop her hands. There it housed one of her...