Creative Writing: She Is Screaming Loud And More Sounded?

She is screaming.. Screaming loud and more clear than ever. Every second, her scream is getting louder and louder. It’s increasing in such a high pitch that one’s ears would start bleeding if they were near her. I tried to help her. I wanted to run to her but, my feet refused to move. I tried to scream from the top of my lung, but my voice won’t allow it. The wind was getting more stronger than ever, sweeping away almost everything that was near it. Her scream is still increasing in pitch as if it was coming closer and Closer and with a extreme swish of wind passing by, suddenly all the sound stopped. Everything went out like the lull before a storm, leaving me in a pitch dark terror where depressing silence was choking me to death…
I woke up screaming; finally awake from the terrifying nightmare. I could feel the smelly sweat running down my forehead and neck. I quickly wiped the sweat from my face and stretched my arm out to grab the glass of water that was right beside my bed. But my hand was shaking. As I grabbed the hold of the glass, suddenly I felt something

Doesn’t matter how much I try I cannot see anything. Sound! What’s that sound? The sound is so faded I cannot hear it clearly. Taking two steps forward, I still can’t make out what it is saying. Wait! I know that voice! It’s Her. It’s Her again. She is screaming. The panic in her voice is pleading for help. I attempted walking towards the voice but it feels like I am not moving at all. I can still hear her sobbing. I take few more steps, but her voice remains as far as ever. Suddenly I could see a girl standing at the end of the hallway weeping for help. It’s the same girl I have been seeing for the past three weeks. I try to run toward her, but my feet feel hard as a rock. So I begin noticing her from far. She looks almost same age as me. Her messy light brown hair was touching her waist. I struggled to observe her from this far as the dimmed light wasn’t helping