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Miss Bonnibel Williams

Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2017 2:56 am
by MissIvoryStone
(Warning; mentions of mutilation & sexual abuse)

I was a 'plain Jane' throughout my life. Lifeless brown hair, ordinary face, plain clothes. The only thing that was different were my eyes. My left eye was a vibrant jade green, that looked like it belonged on a model. My right eye was a dull brown, looking very much like it belonged on someone like me. I was diagnosed with heterochromia quite quickly, and the other kids in my neighborhood diagnosed me with freakishness.

My only friends were Jenna, a fiery redhead with large glasses, Ethan, a nerdy looking kid with buckteeth, and Miss Bonnibel Williams. Bonnibel was.. odd. It's hard, even now, to describe her. She seemed like an ageless goddess.

She was only interested in me. Bonnibel was like the mother I can't remember, but I knew she wouldn't abandon me on a doorstep. I'd rush to her house after school, nowhere else I'd rather be. She would brush my hair, sing songs, and whisper how much she loved me.

I adored her more than anything. Which is why I agreed to anything she said. Years later I realized that her 'love' went from mental to emotional to even sexual abuse. I just thought that since she never physically harmed me, it was all completely normal.

One day, while we were having a tea party, I started feeling woozy. Bonnibel merely smiled, when I told her that. "Sleep then, my darling." Laying my head across her lap, I let myself fall asleep.

A slam woke me up. I looked around, peering into the darkness. My body was tied to something, and my vision was strangely blurred. 'Is this what it's like for Jenna without her glasses?' I wondered. A loud clap startled me into looking up, though the movement was slow. Bonnibel frowned at me. She reached down, and traced a finger over my lips, then my nose, and finally, my eyes.

"Imperfection." She said, and I tried to shake my head. 'No!' I wanted to cry out. 'I'm your lovely little girl, remember?'

Bonnibel stroked my hair, with a soft smile. "Do you want me to get rid of it?" She whispered, crouching down to my level. I opened my mouth, and mumbled, "Y-yes. A-a.." Anything for you, Bonnibel.

She nodded to herself, and laid her hand on my throat. A needle pierced my skin, and everything fell dark once more.

When I woke up, I was in a short, frilly dress. Bonnibel's favorite. I felt a soft material underneath my still tied up body. My face ached, and I couldn't see a thing. "Good morning, lovely." A hand petted my face, making me aware of what had happened.

My mouth and eyes had been sewn shut, and my nose flattened, making it so I could barely breath. "You're so beautiful now. And all mine." Bonnibel whispered, as I tried to scream.

Re: Miss Bonnibel Williams

Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2017 3:21 pm
by 2Spoopy4U
But if your eyes and mouth are sewed shut... then how did you right this? :lol: Anyways, this was a really good short story. It freaked me out quite a bit, and I usually don't get scared.

Re: Miss Bonnibel Williams

Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2017 8:47 pm
by MissIvoryStone
Thank you! My thought (which I should have explained) was that the girl is telling her story to the police after having a doctor remove the stitches.

How she escapes, well I'll leave that to the imagination.

three. you with listening side lot 000 this above.Links days

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by moongitaBog

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