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DOOM The Beginning
My dad told me that when my mom was still alive, she used to tell me both untold stories or unusual ones and renowned tales about myths of death and cycles of life even when I was still in her womb. She greatly influenced my beliefs which piqued the interest of my young curious mind to be fond of reading mysterious hidden tales and mythology. It was bedtime, the cold looming moon shines brightly up at the starry night sky when I decided to spend my long night reading rather than sleeping. I got up from my bed, heading to our manor's library holding a white long scented candle placed on the gold glass flickering brightly against the dark and a book on the other side which I had finished just 2 days ago. As I reached my destination, I still can't help but be amazed and fascinated by the beauty of the interiors of our very own house which was owned and expanded by our ancestors and has been passed down from generation to generation
DOOM The Death
I had a very bad feeling about this. And all my unexplainable restlessness seems to make sense now. My nanny instead of bringing me coffee brought me the dreadful news that I lost my father that very night. It was heartbreaking... I could not even breathe. When we reached the hospital, his body was already at the morgue. Some of our relatives were there already, and I could not even see even slight grief on their faces. Instead, they even looked happy. I squeezed my bloodshot eyes, trying to wake myself up from this awful nightmare. How I wish it was. When I saw my dad, I felt that my small body went into a complete breakdown. I tried to wake him up, I tried to shake his shoulders but my nanny kept pulling me, hushing me. My tears are nonstop dripping like waterfalls. I... I still can't believe that he is gone now. We were just playing earlier, we were so happy and now he
DOOM The Ambush
On the twenty-third of August, 2004; I became the queen of misfortunes. My aunt Hilda won in the court and she became my official guardian. The manor was given under her care for I am still a minor. Oh, sweet heavens, my haven, the library was demolished and was changed into a playroom for my cousin, Patricia. I did not even have a voice to oppose for my aunt made up a story that the library was a bad influence to a child like me, that I deserve to be normal and to be free to play my heart out. Which, I do not believe for she only wants to make a customized playroom for her child. I was not even allowed to go there. Good thing, I was able to save few of my favorite books before it was thrown out. They held an exquisite grand party fronting it as a celebration for my birthday today. Fools, I know what they are plotting. It was for the exposure of their family name, and their ambitious debut to the
DOOM The Betrayal
Someone put a cover on my nose...I struggled and looked back to see the face of the culprit with all my strength.It was…It was my nanny.I was trying my best to escape from the clutches of my evil nanny but as time passed by, I’m getting very sleepy.From my peripheral vision, I saw one of the guys earlier pointing a gun at Julian.“No…no… Not Julian, please… Not him," I pleaded as the tears pooled from the corner of my irises,“P-please don’t kill him, he’s already old. Please spare him,” I added while trying to struggle so hard from my nanny whom I once trusted so much. My visions are getting blurry from crying as the drug that was put on the handkerchief was taking effect on me.Before I passed out, my eyes widened as I saw a black-haired guy appeared out of nowhere and whispered something to the bad guy pointing a gun at Julian that made him pull the trigger.I screamed internally.…I woke up with a pang of pa
DOOM The Rescue
It's a good thing, he did not notice that I was secretly recording our conversation. I secretly stopped the recording from my side pocket located near my waist after his confession. I was about to stand up when he suddenly knocked me off and I passed out again. ... I woke up with blurry eyes as something cold is poking my cheeks. My eyes widened at the sight of a pair of crimson orbs staring right through me. “Should I set fire and annihilate them?” he whispered. His icy stares met the blue orbs of mine. This guy appeared out of nowhere in front of me. I was imprisoned in this secluded room for several days after I was kidnapped by a group of men asking for ransom in exchange for my safety. Of course with my aunt, being the mastermind and staged this act. The ransom is useless, I will still be killed anyway. “Child, I am waiting,” he moved closer and tucked my hair behind my ear. He got this jet black ha
DOOM The Encounter
I am strolling leisurely as the gentle breeze lightly kissed my rosy cheeks. The wind was blowing a few strands of my blond hair. It was already almost four o’ clock in the afternoon and the sun was about to set. I looked up and I admired the beauty of the vivid shades of the mixed hues of pink, blue, and orange. The atmosphere was kind of solemn despite the busy street, and loud horns of cars, motorcycles, and buses. Exploring the few parts of the city and inhaling the scent of Earth made me feel relaxed and soothed. I definitely need a break from all the pressure and responsibilities given to me as the only heir of the large chains of businesses. A stress reliever indeed. I first went across the street to find a book store. Books are my safe haven. It does not only expand my knowledge, but also it comforts me from loneliness. As I have mentioned before, I have no fri
DOOM The Dream
I woke up upon hearing successive multiple knocks on my bedroom door. I sat on my bed for a while, adjusting my hazy vision while blinking few times. I cupped my forehead and slowly massaged it. It was still throbbing with pain. “Wait up. Coming,” I grunted and wore my silky night robe. I reached for the door knob and opened it. It revealed my butler holding my favorite breakfast, bacon and egg with rice and a café latte. “I’m sorry to bother you, my lady, but someone called earlier on the telephone saying it was very important,” he explained, “She says, she needs to talk to you as soon as possible. ” Maybe, it’s about the company. “Alright, did you ask for her name?” I replied while I tilted my head sideward, continuing to massage my head lightly. “Yes, I did. Her name is—you seems to be in pain, my lady. Do you perhaps have headache?” he stopped abruptly and looked at me with full of concern. “Shall I bring you a medi
DOOM The Visit
"My lady! My lady, wake up. You are having nightmares," someone said as that person was slightly tapping the right side of my cheek. "W-what," I blurted out as I abruptly opened my eyes, catching my breath. I immediately woke up, gasping. "You are what?" I continued. It was a late reaction, and my brain was still in a haze from that weird dream. "My lady," my butler called my attention, "My lady," he repeated. "H-huh?" I looked at him, and I can see he is very concerned about my condition. I clutched my chest, still with heavy breathing. He gave me a glass of water immediately. I held it with my shaky hands and drank it with one gulp. I wiped the sweat on my forehead, and shift my gaze on my bedroom clock. 9:45 pm. "You took a long nap, my lady. It is already nine forty-five in the evening," Butler Wong said. On my peripheral vision, I noticed that he was holding a telephone.
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