Maiden in a Box By Allisha McAdoo

I write extreme horror because it makes me feel good. It's cheaper than therapy and I can make my readers feel something. Growing up John Saul inspired me then once I joined social media all the extreme horror authors inspired me. 

Maiden in a box
A beautiful maiden was singing by the lake
An ogre giant thought her free to take
He took her to his castle way up on a hill
He shrunk her small with a magic pill
Into a plexi-glass cube she goes gently
A beautiful trinket for all to see
Captured and caged she slowly dies
They all watch ignoring her cries
She beats the walls with her tiny fists
Blood stains the cube in miniature mists
The sound proof cube muffling her screams
Her sanity tearing open at the seams
Her swell never to be open again
Her mouth frozen in agony from within
No one thinks to set her free
She is just something pretty to see
Desperate and insane she starts to chew through her arm
Ignoring the pain enjoying the harm
The bottom of the cube fills with blood fast
She falls down hoping her breath is the last
Blood fills her lungs, mouth and eyes
Silently she shivers one last time as she dies
The beautiful trinket now just a bloodied box
To be chucked like trash down by the boon docks
Easily forgotten, as the ogre finds another maiden
His beautiful trinkets of the forbidden

About the Author

I started to write when I was a little girl. It started out as a school assignment. I spent all weekend writing on this assignment only for the teacher to tell me it was too dark for the project. I was told to re-write it. I went home and wrote down something to please the teacher. However, I kept the assignment and started to work on it in my spare time. I found that I had a passion for writing horror and never looked back. I have only been published for a couple of years. Although it has been some work I have enjoyed getting my name out there. Be patient as I grow and stay tuned for more of my stories that make it out in the world.