The Daughters of Beetlejuice by WitchyWanda, literature
Literature
The Daughters of Beetlejuice
The bright sun rose over the horizon in Peaceful Pines, Connecticut. It was very beautiful just like all mornings in peaceful pines were.
In the tall house at the very end of the Neighborhood, not all morning were the same. Some were very unpredictable.
Lydia Juice, a young woman in her early 40's was just stepping out onto the balcony that was attached to her and husband's room. She walked slowly, awing at the scenery as she did, and the long velvet black robe she wore dragged a little on the balcony floor from the tail-end of her robe.
Her pale slender hands took the railing and leaned against it, breathing in the morning air. It
How you could see after looking at something so bright, you weren't sure. But you were sure about one thing. In front of you was a very handsome boy, with clown face paint and lines going across his lips as if his mouth was sewn shut. He's in a skeleton jumpsuit with a bright purple codpiece it looks like, and long slender candy corn horns. He doesn't say anything, just raises his hands and forms a heart.
Voices, they whisper to you, soft and barely there, tickling the back of your mind and urging you. Urging you to kill, to bathe in their blood. do it, they whisper, it's fun.. You should try it... You shake your head and scream for them to