" What did I ever do to you?!" she screamed in my face. I just smiled.

<<My Testimony, Court, A Day later>>
I've been wondering for a while what it is that makes me feel so... I guess insane is the best way to describe it. Every time I enter the building I just moved to with my partents and my little cousin, something takes over me. Suddenly, I feel so angry and dangerous. I hate it. But no matter how I try, the anger refuses to go away.
As soon as I'm out of the door, I'm fine. 15 minutes later, I'm surrounded with my 5 friends. I feel fine, that crazy, insane anger... those URGES are gone. I can't stand even thinking about them... it makes me almost physically ill.
Yet that's all I can think about... what if I'm not lucky next time? What if I succeed? I can't take much more of this. My psycologist thinks I'm crazy. Maybe I am. Maybe I imagine those people walking through the halls, the scream that sounds at exactally one am every night. The haunting of the emotions.
Every night, I hear the scream. Every night, i feel my blood rising in a fear that is not my own. Every night, I feel that fear turn to shock. then anger. Oh, the anger consumes me. When morning comes, I never remember exactally what I do... I just remember the anger.
Last night was the worst... just this once, I remembered. I saw what I've been trying do every night since the very first time I heard the scream.

<<The Memory>>
I remember walking into my house. I had a rough day and I just needed to sleep. It was twelve-thirty when I got home from the concert I had been at with my friends, and I was in bed almost asleep by twelve fourty-five. I was just drifting into a light sleep when the crying started. The sobs. Gasping for breath.
By now, I knew it was a woman. Right on cue, she began begging, pleading. Inbetween her sobs, she choked out words. almost chilling. "NO!! the baby, don't hurt the baby!! What did I ever do to you!! NO!!!!!!!!" the last word became a scream, then the words stopped. But not the screaming.
No, the scream went on, a blood curlding yell peirceing the night. Yet it seemed only I could hear it. Only I. And it was only I who heard the last words the woman breathed in this house...
"One day, I shall take your child as you have taken mine, Uncle." Then a masculine voice, "Do not threaten me, Elizabeth, Witch."
"Oh, that is not a threat." whispered the woman. "It is a promise."
And then they burned the woman. after killing her only daughter. In the womb.
Then the anger came. It ran my blood cold. My skin became like marble, and my heart slowed to an almost dead beat. The anger of what that uncle had done reminded me of what my Aunt and Uncle had done to me. they had forced me to get an abortion. Killing my baby in the womb, just like how they killed Elizabeth's. I wanted REVENGE. I wanted their child dead by my hands, just as Elizabeth promised would happen.
Then I got up. I rose from my bed, and in complete malice walked to the garage. I grabbed the first tool my hands felt... a hammer. A small hammer. Then I walked quitely back up the stairs, slowly and with a purpose. The anger still coursed through my veins, now doubled. Instead of just feeling Elizabeth's anger, I felt both of ours. Nothing would stop me tonight. every night before there has been something, but there won't be tonight. i know it.
I reached the second floor landing where my Parents and my cousin slept. Though they were just visiting, my Aunt and Uncle were up here as well. I walked slowly down the hallway, my hands not even the least bit sweaty as I continued to the bedroom. when I reached the door and easied into the room, carefull not to wake the sleeping occupant. Then I crept over to the side of the bed.
Pulling back the sheets, I kissed te sleeping child on te cheek. " I am sorry you must pay for the wrongs of your father, but you must." And I raised the Hammer above my head...
But then she awoke. Seeing me standing over her with the hammer raised above my head. The child's eyes grew wide and fearful. She was young, so young, but not stupid. "What are you doing, Elizabeth?!"
Yes, I am Elizabeth. It may be 200 years since my first baby was taken, but only a year ago my second was taken in the same way. from the womb. I never got to hold either. I have the same personality. The same Rage. The same curse. And I am the same Witch.
I answered truthfully. "I am going to kill you."
Her eyes grew wider, her fear radiating off her in waves. I drank it in. This was wine to me. I had waited 218 years for this revenge. She was panicked now. "What did I ever do to you?!" she screamed in my face. I just smiled. And brought my hammer down.
Her screams split the air. She sounded like I had, the first time her father killed my baby girl. So i brought the hammer down twice more with as much power as I could Blood splattered everywhere. but her screams ceased. Now, with my task done, I put down my hammer and picked up my cousin.

<<What Aunt, Uncle, Mother, And Father saw>>
Elizabeth sitting in a rocking chair. Blood splattered all over the wall and her. A hammer covered in blood on the floor beside the rocking chair. Crimson painting the floors and the blanket in Elizabeth's arms. Courtney was in that blanket.
Elizabeth was singing. The same song she sung to Courtney every night before bedtime.
Close your eyes,
sleep, sleep,
one day soon
They will close forever.
Look up in the skies,
sleep, sleep
this is the night
They will close forever.

Elizabeth stood. She walked over to her uncle, held out 4 year old Courtney, and said "Just as you have killed my daughter in two lives, I have killed yours in this one. As I told her every night, CLOSE YOUR EYES, THIS IS THE NIGHT THEY WILL CLOSE FOREVER. She is finally asleep." Then Elizabeth kissed Courtney on the forehead and went back to her room, singing all the while.
Close your eyes,
sleep, sleep,
one day soon
They will close forever.
Look up in the skies,
sleep, sleep
this is the night
They will close forever.


September 7th 2007--12:15 AM