Whispers of the Dead

Listen can you hear that noise,
the whispers of the dead.
They sing sweet songs to me in the dead of night.
Each and every song is different,
if you listen to it close enough you can tell.
For every whisper there is a story,
of how they lived and how they died.
This one is the loudest of them all,
keep silent and perhaps you will hear it as well.
She was once a normal girl just like you and me,
but then something happened to her.
Something that no one could have guessed.
You see she was walking home from school one day
when one of the older boys from her school stopped her.
He asked where it was she headed,
and she told him that she was headed home.
Then he asked her if he could tag along,
his excuse was his friend had never met him like he said
and now he had nothing to do.
Something inside of the girl told her to say no,
to keep heading home.
He saw this and tried convincing her.
Come on he said, we only live six houses
apart from each other.
Ignoring that voice of warning she said yes to him.
So they walked towards her house,
her heart pounding in her chest the entire time.
Before she realized what was happening he had
his hand over her mouth, covering her panicked screams.
In his hand was a cloth covered in chloroform,
the chemical sent her spiraling
into the depths of unconscious.  
The next thing she knew she was on her back in the woods.
Her clothes had been torn off of her
and her underwear was stuffed in her mouth as a gag.
She could feel that he had been in her,
even though she had no way of knowing for sure.
Ever so slowly she turned her head from side to side,
trying to make sure that her class mate was no longer here.
When she turned her head to the right
she came face to face with him.
He was fast asleep next to her,
his naked body lying next to her his arm draped over her.
Tears rolled down the girls face as she cried silently.
Calming herself down she tried to move slowly away,
so as not to disturb his arm too much and wake him up.
After much work she had set her self free from his arm,
the only problem was her hands and feet were still bound.
If she didn't get them free she had no chance of escape.
As she tried to free her hands he woke up.
Seeing that she was trying to get away he grabbed her.
“You are not going any where my love.
No now it is time for you to die.”
Before she could do anything to fight back
he had a shot gun pointed at her face.
“Wait I want to hear you screams, and pleads as you die.”
Reaching forward he pulled the panty gag out of her mouth.
The minute it was out of her mouth she began screaming,
she called out for help hoping some one would hear her.
“Go ahead and scream as much as you want
there is no one close enough to hear you.”
Ignoring his taunt she screamed as loud as she could.
As she screamed she got to her knees and tried crawling away from this psychotic man with a gun.
Though before she could get very far she could
feel the cold metal of the gun at the back of her neck.
“Well this has been fun, but I think the fun time is over.”