Jakayla walked towards me. Our surroundings began to change rapidly. One second we're in the woods, then in a graveyard, or in an abandoned hospital. 

I collapsed, feeling exhausted, feeling tired. I looked at Jakayla as she stood over me. "I've had enough," I said. "I give up."

She only faced me, not saying a word. She slowly moved her hands to her mask then let it drop to the ground. Looking at her, there was nothing at all scary. She was just that normaI girl from Family Dollar. I actually felt relieved by looking at her, but what was to come next?

"What now?" I asked her, nearly closing my eyes. I felt like cement were on my eyelids.

"Had enough?" She asked. Her voice as normal as anything human.

I could only nod my head. "Yes." I managed to whisper.

The next thing she did was unimaginable to me. She lifted me up and the both of us fell back against a chair that appeared. "Me too." She said.

Blood covered me. I was about to fall asleep but I knew this isn't how it would end.

"You know," She started. "You're the lucky one."

"Why is that?" I asked.

"I spared your life." She said.

"Does this mean you'll let me go?" I asked.

"Yes. It does." She said.

***

I woke up in my bed late at night. I looked at my alarm clock.  2:24 AM. I felt my face then looked at my hands. No blood. I was in my room. I was in my ROOM. A little bit of happiness overcame me. But...it didn't last long. When I looked at the window, I saw a figure standing there with their back facing me. I knew I wouldn't get loose so easy.

"Jakayla?" I said.

"I told you before...the only way out is to write a scarier story than my own." She said. Jakayla then faced me. Her hand lifted and I felt my eyes roll back. I saw nothing. "From my mercy, I give you the ability to ONLY see when you're writing a horror story on Wattpad. You know, since you like writing so much. But other than that...when you're not writing, you'll be blind. And for the rest of your life. And thank you for being my inspiration for my next story, Christy. I think I'll call it, The Plagiarism."

At that moment, everything was silent. Nothing made a sound. I could feel my hands sweating and a horrible anxiety building up. "Somebody help me!" I yelled out. "Somebody help me!"

***

Jakayla outsmarted me. Until this day I haven't written a horror story. I can't type my username. I don't remember my password, and I can't seem to find my laptop or phone. She's probably taken them both.

Do you know what it's like to  suddenly go blind? I can't call 911 to help me because my phone is missing. I tried going out for help but, I only hear screams when I cry for help. No one will help me. I don't know what I look like to them, or to anyone. I could be green for all I know.  I just hope I can get to a computer or laptop quick to end this horrible curse...

The End