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Chapter 9

We pulled up to a shady - looking motel, and my mom went up to the motel office to see if anyone had owned the motel. A tall man with dark black hair let my mom in and told her to sign this paper, and she got the keys to our motel.

At this point we were exhausted, we had been driving for hours, and my mom didn't wan't to fall asleep at the wheel.

" Hey mom, this place looks really weird, are you sure we are going to be okay?" I asked

" I'm certain, there are many other people staying at this motel "

I mean, she has a point, there was many other people staying at this point.

As we were getting ready for bed, we turned on the t.v and layed in bed and watched the news.

When all of a sudden, I saw a white shadow appear in my peripheral vision. Oh my god, this thing isn't back is it?

I take a deep breath, and my mind rushes to the worse. This is going to be it. We were stuck in a basically one room motel and this thing, whatever it is, is back to haunt us.

Thats when I see it. A white figure dart in front of my eyes in front of the dresser that the t.v lay on.

I quickly go over to my mom and ask her if she had seen what just had happened.

" Mom di - did you - u - you just see that ? " I asked shakily

My mom quickly grabbed my hand. We both knew that we were both terrified. This thing followed us from all the way from our house.

" Its stalking us " I say to my mom while crying in terror. I closed my eyes, and tried to think of happy things, like rainbows and unicorns, but that didn't help at all.

" Hun, we will be fine, if we can just get some sleep, we will be on our way tomorrow"

I'm not at all relieved by this, because i know this thing is going to kill me right now, i can just see it in the newspaper:

Girl and her mother die in hotel room off of a busy highway in Washington.

Just as I think about my death, the girl grabs me by my neck and slams my on the ground, I scream in pain as i feel like this girl has crushed my insides. I can't let her do this to my mom, if she does I will flip. Just as that thought pops through my mind, she grabs my mom by her neck and threw her onto the tile floor in the bathroom.

This makes me so mad, for someone to do this to my mother makes me livid. I scream at this girl, i don't care anymore she has crossed the line.

" WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE " I scream crying my head and chest pounding as one.

" YOU ARE A FREAK " I say as all my thoughts rush in and out of my mind. The image of my mother slamming onto the ground replaying through my mind. The image of my mother crying after my dad died replayed through my mind. The look on my parent's face after my dog, Sam died replayed through my mind. The feeling I had after not making the cheer team replayed inside me. The image of my mom's crying face after my grandma died replayed through my mind. The pain through everything I had ever gone through replayed in my mind. Every single cut, bruise, broken bone, tear, blood, everything atrocious that had ever happened to me was playing in my mind, and I couldn't stand it anymore.

I was tired of letting people win. I was tired of sitting in a pit of sadness and doom, I never wanted this image in my head. Ever. The image of my mother in pain. This was by far the worst thing I had experienced in my entire life. It was worse than a broken bone. It was worse than being bullied. It was worse than a passed pet. It was worse than anything. I can't stand it anymore.

As I opened my eyes I noticed something that changed my life forever.