On April 26, 2000, we were walking in the door kissing, Ben had his shirt off, while my sleeve was falling off my shoulder. He pulled me upstairs, and then he pushed me against the wall. He kissed me, but I felt like we were being watched.
“H-hold on ben. Can you please look around? I feel like we are being watched,” I asked as a chill zipped down my spine. He walked around the room and came back.
“Kaylee there is nothing to be afraid of. There is nob-”
He was cut off.
“There is no what?” I asked him worried. His face turned pale and his eyes turned white. He turned to me and then fell…
“Omg Ben stop joking with me,” I said, scared to death. He picked up his own limp body and pulled me. Whatever was in him, was bad. Real bad. He pushed me on the bed, and then ben came back.
“-obody there babe. I just wanna get in you,” he said. As he kissed my neck and we had a “good” time, I saw a big black shadow creature on the patio and he started to walk over to us.
“B-ben. Look behind you. ‘He; is there.”
Ben turned around to the black shadow.
“Who the f**k are you?! Are you cheating on me?!” he asked angry and upset.
“No I do-” I was cut off by the sounds of blood-curling screams from him. The shadow man was holding ben by the neck and he was killing him.
“NO STOP IT YOU B*****D!” I said with tears falling down my face. “YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE AND YOU F*****G LEAVE. NOW,” I said firmly.
He looked me in the eye as he squeezed his neck tighter. I watched as ben fell to the ground after be passed out. He grabbed me up and tried to kill me too. He wrapped his hands around my neck and squeezed tightly. It was hard to breathe, but I managed to bite him and hear his loud shriek. He dropped me and worried about his hand. He didn’t seem to notice he dropped me as I tried to run, but he did he saw me and swooped me up and didn’t let go. He held me until it all went black.
When I woke up, I was in a case with ben. He was still steeling, but I saw something. He was branded, and so was I. The brand was SMLD. I didn’t know what it stood for until I looked outside. There was a wooden sign that said a Shadow man’s love dolls.
“That must be what SMLD stands for,” I thought to myself. Soon after I realised we couldn’t move, but we could talk. We were love dolls, not humans.
