A/N: Hi! So I was going to wait before I posted this story, but curiosity got the best of me. I wanted to post the first chapter to see if it was any good. I love horror stories, but this is going to be sort of a parody, I think. Not the prologue, the prologue hasn’t got anything funny about it. Anyway, I hope you like it. Please leave comments and thanks to anyone who reads this.

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RedRosesAndLilacs.

Horror Movie’s Best Clichés:

“Susannah “Hannah” Foster is a normal sixteen year old, who really likes to read horror novels and watch horror films. Little did she know that she was going to get trapped into a bit of a horror movie herself. Not to mention it’s a bad horror movie!

Prologue:

Bethany “Beth” didn’t have time to look back as she rushed through the forest. She didn’t have time to pay attention to the singing birds. She didn’t have time to mind the howling wind or the frogs chirping.

Everything was so intense that she couldn’t separate it into pieces. The forest was a unwholesome mass of danger and darkness. Beth had to get away from that place, she knew it. That’s the reason why she kept running like a mad woman. Running as if the devil was chasing her down and he might as well have.

One thing that did strike her was the smell of flowers. She felt the earth beneath her bare foot and smell the sweet perfume that emanated from the flowers. Yet, it was neither calming nor soothing.

If there was one thing that Beth had learn is that sweet and pretty things aren’t always nice. Like eating too much candy, for instance. You like the first one and you get a lot of satisfaction, so then you eat another one and then another candy. However, you never get as much satisfaction as you had got when eating the first candy. If you eat too much sugary food you’re bound to get sick.

Sometimes what helps you also destroys you. Beth knew that very well.

She found it funny how she her mind rambled in times of pure terror and risk.

She kept running, she never stopped. Even if she was tired, dirty and had sprung her ankle she couldn’t stop.

She was running for her life and that wasn’t a minor motive or reason!

She didn’t know what she expected to thing, maybe she would go back to the cottage. Yes, Julia and Owen Della were crazy bastards, whereas they wouldn’t hurt her. Perhaps she would find a road or something. She could always return to the barn. She might even find Richard, he had strayed from the group so she wasn’t sure if he had survived or not.

She still couldn’t mourn the death of Miley. She hadn’t had a minute of peace and calm to do so. Beth was aware of the fact that she hadn’t met the woman for that long, but they were both thrown into that horrific situation and they bonded.

She had to make it, she had to make it for everybody who had died, she had to make it for her family! She was going to make it! She needed to find a road or something!

And then she tripped. It’s funny how a silly little action or mistake in her case can absolutely ruin everything.

She tripped and felt on the ground grazing her knees and hurting her left ankle even more. She groaned in pain as she massaged her ankle and then she broke down. Tears streamed down her face, because she knew that was it.

The young girl shut her eyes tightly, as if that would protect her. As if not seeing what was going on in her surroundings was going to save her or something.

She closed her brown eyes and lowered her head, preparing for what was yet to come.

She overhead foot steps and prayed that it was Richard, but she knew it wasn’t Richard.

Bethany gasped and two gun shots were heard.

And then darkness, and then silence…

History has a tendency to repeat itself and this was not going to be the exception…

A/N: Thanks for reading! This story is going to be continued based on popularity. So I’m posting another chapter and if you like that second chapter I’m going to keep on writing it!

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RedRosesAndLilacs