BloodOfABlueRose

*MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING, INCLUDES GRAPHIC SCENES OF SELF HARM* You hated yourself. Every curve on your body made you want to throw up. Every feature left a nasty taste in your mouth, so you left scars all over them. You stomach was too round so you left cuts there, your hips were too wide so you left more cuts, your thigh were too big and your collar bone didn't stick out enough, so you decorated each feature with red marks, some faded, and some fresh and still crusted with fresh blood, each mark reminding you of the times you had filed, and how much you disappointed yourself. How much you just wanted to vanish into thin air, never to be seen

You scream internally, trying to gain control of your movements. Every time you struggle to gain control, it's met with a painful shocking feeling.  “Now, ___ dear I’m in control. Don’t fear… I may be inside you, but trust you have the perfect seat to their downfall.  you hear the shadow speak to you in your mind, followed by a sensation of being touch from your soul. Ben rushes for the Shadow, but every time the Shadow would open a trap to shallow him into Ben’s worse nightmare. Luckily, Ben is quick on his feet and is able to evade his traps. Slender and His Brothers would teleport close, but somehow The Shad