Chapter 1
Most people believe he is a story, just a myth....they are wrong. Here is my story.
It was a nice afternoon when i thought...no..i felt someone watching me, i figured it was just my imagination like it usually is, but there was something.. ominous about this feeling it seemed too real. I turned around and looked into the woods behind my house, theres alot of trees even a little stream behind my house, i looked around but i didnt see anything..just ...trees..."It's getting dark." i said to myself. "I should probably get inside...something doesn't feel right anyway." i began walking inside when i heard something that sounded like a branch snapping so i turned around..nothing..."Must have been my imagination." man..was i wrong.
"Honey suppers ready!" my mother called to me, we were having a stir fry..even though she knows i hate it she always says "a little change from potatoes and steak is nice every once in a while." though I would prefer that..i never really liked change, not just in food but in general. I hated moving,heh..i even hated leaving my room because of fearing what change could do. I went to wash my hands before supper when i heard glass break and my mother scream, I ran out of the bathroom to the kitchen to she if she was alright, that's when i saw it. A very tall man with a suit, the lights were off so i couldnt see his face but i didn't have to...i knew he wasn't human by the bloody tentacle sticking out of my mothers chest, "Run.....RUN!!" she yelled, and for once..I decided to listen.
I bolted out the door into my yard but i tripped over that damn stump that we always said we would get rid of, I got up quickley and started running into the woods but i thought that wouldn't be a good idea so I ran into the street. A car screeched to a hault and i was about to be yelled at when an eerie moan/shriek was heard from my house...it sent a shiver down my spine, the man looked and saw i was looking at my house terrified and said " Get in!" now..normally i wouldn't get in with a stanger but ya know..i just wasn't thinking about that at the time and i really didn't care. we arrived at a really nice house and he said "Alright you can stay at my place for a bit with my wife, daughter and me." i thanked him then all i remember is seeing black and the man yelling "Kid? KID!?"
Chapter 2
I woke up in a light room "ugh I must've passed out..." I said just then the door opened and a little girl came in with the man i met on the road. "Hey kid, you doin alright?" he asked. "yeah my head just hurts a bit, and I don't remember much" I replied. "Well what do you remember what exactly happened?" the man said. I get this feeling i shouldn't tell him much...it could put him in danger. So i basically told him that our house was broke into by some burglar but that only brought up the question "then what THE FUCK was that sound!?". "Oh god." I thought, so i began to try and convince him my dog had some sort of throat problem but ...I dont think he bought it, mainly because he gave me this *are you fucking kidding me* look. "listen kid..." He said to me. "My name is Jeff...Jeff Sanson, you can stop calling me kid" I replied, he started getting on my nerves....i never really liked being called a kid, and he has been doing it constantly. "listen Jeff, i know for damn sure that noise wasnt some dog, it didn't sound right. I don't care what it really is all i know is YOU gotta get away from it, so im going to help you even if you dont want me to." he said. So i finally agreed to letting him help me, i stayed at his place for... I don't know, three days maybe? but there was no sign of what ever was in my house.. I was getting pretty used to living in that mans house and he didn't really seem to mind, plus hisdaughter liked me turns out his daughter is the same age as me..just short. Later that evening while at the supper table the man asked the question i did NOT want to hear, he said to me "Hey listen Jeff, I want to know...won't your mother be worried about you?" and I said "I doubt it" so he decided to ask me why.. but then it hit me "
