Suspense Novel Preface

Recently, I've been writing my suspense novel more and more. It's been quite exciting. Here's how I chose to start off my story! I'm very much in love with the preface. I actually love writing them the most; I love throwing everyone right into the action and keeping it vague! =) Hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

Preface

“NOOO!” She shrieked as she shoved him off her. He stumbled backwards and knocked himself into a table. The lamp fell shattering.  Her face soaked with tears. She ran through the dimly lit halls. She shrieked out again in pain, glass lodged in her foot. She stopped briefly, panting, and pulled the shard of glass out of her foot and continued forward leaving a trail of blood behind her.

Behind her, he stumbled up to his feet and ran after her. She pushed through her pain and ran forward to the door. She turned the knob, jiggled it, it wouldn’t budge. “NOO!” Her shaky hands undid the locks as he plummeted for her. She was able to kick her foot backwards, hitting him in his appendage dropping him to the ground.

It was like a dream, she opened the door and there before her, a rush of freezing air and the ground cascaded with mounds of snow. How long had she been here? She put one foot in front of the other and ran hard, she ran fast. He ran after her, he ran harder, he ran faster. He threw his arms around her, tightly. “HELP!” A foreboding shriek ripped through her like an electrifying volt. Her screams echoed through the cold air. The cold wintery night held her screams like a well-kept secret. The dimly lit house erupted in the night. He dragged her back into the house, slamming the door shut as her screams bellowed into the cold, rural, darkness.

Even still, I wait.
Hoping to hear your voice in every voicemail,
Knowing it won't come.
Even still, I wait.

I used to be light-hearted and fun-
Carefree and worry free,
Until you've seen the ugliness in this world,
Until you've known true disappointment,
Until you've known true heart break,
You won't know what it means to have a heavy heart,
To feel as though you have nothing left to give,
No joy or smiles come for free,
No carefree fun comes without suspicion.
I used to be light-hearted and fun,
Trusting and empathetic.
Now I know, I only have myself.

When we're told to find something to ground ourselves,
We try to think of moments or words spoken,
When all I needed was the song you declared for me.

My mind feels as though its tumbling down a very steep hill,
As it tumbles it goes faster and faster-
While everything else around me feels still and quiet.
It's a strange feeling.
Tumbling forward at lightning speed, picking up traction and girth.
Just for the impact to stop the boulder-
The boulder inside my mind.

It comes in waves
Some days the paranoia is strong like a hurricane,
Others the anxiety is powerful like a small wave.
You're my rainbow after the hurricane,
The beautiful shell that washes up on the beach,
You're my calm after the storm.
I can just search for your eyes and know this will pass,
It comes in waves,
So all I have to do is breathe.

The dark corner of my mind is warm and enticing.
It pulls me in like a familiar hug.
Even the slightest lingering glance entrenches me into its never ending center.
Sinking.
I got sucked in,
Unsure of how,
Yet, I'm engulfed in this empty, dark, familiar place
Falling,
With nobody to notice I'm gone.

I believe in the universe,
All the elements are working around us,
The auras, energies, and vibes,
They grace us with the ability to sense what's good for our soul,
Only for those who stop, listen, pay attention and trust the energies will you learn to align your spirit.
Then you too, will believe in the power of the universe.

People ask if I'm alright because my personality changed.
As if I'm the same person I was a month ago.
What people seem to forget is, we're like the river.
We are constantly moving and constantly changing,
Even our cells change every seven years.
We're never the same person twice
Nor do I ever wish to be.
I've just woken up and I am stronger than ever.

I did a thing today,
You're embedded in my brain as if you're apart of me.
No amount of distractions or wants will let deviate from you.
I say, I'm over it,
When the wound feels as fresh as ever.
Why won't it close?
I did a thing today,
To ease the repetitive mind,
Fully knowing how dangerous this could be.
I did a thing today,
And I know it was wrong because of how I'm beginning this segment.