http://agmoore.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] agmoore.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] nanowrimo_lj 2008-11-01 06:35 am (UTC)

Gosh, this is so corny, but I love it.

“Have they even tried, Ivy? Have you ever gone in to have tests?”

The man crept forward at a slow pace, cursing silently at himself as she continuously stepped backwards, farther and father from him. She shook her head. They had not done tests on her. Her father had made sure of that, but now that he was gone… “Shut up!” she clawed at her parted lips with quivering fingers. “Stop talking! My head. The, the throbbing.” No manner of biting back her pain could stop Ivy from whimpering as her frontal lobe began to pulse. It was like a heartbeat, filling her ears with the steadily increasing beat. She knew what happened when it stopped. When it stopped, the Blackness came.

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