Devil on My Street

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          “Huh Huh Huh” my panting gets louder my legs are numb. How long have I been running? I couldn’t answer it myself. I ran down the trail into my school football field. He grabs my sweater. Oh no, this is it I thought. My story didn’t start here it all started in October 28, 2011 at 6:00 AM when I woke up. It was Friday I, Samantha Harrison, slump downstairs eating my favorite cereal Lucky Charms. Quinn my 17 year old sister came down looking annoyed “You dyed your hair again one day I swear your hair will fall off.”  This wasn’t the first time I have heard this. I dye my hair every time I see brown because my hair is so boring brown and I dye it an exciting red.  She turns on the TV in the kitchen and the breaking news bar shows up.

          “Hello I am Missy Chatwick reporting live from Tampa Bay Florida there has been a chain of murders happening in this area.” That had gotten my attention quicker than a cheetah getting chased by another cheetah. The reporter went on saying each of the victims got killed two miles away from each other. The weapon was a python which is a small pistol and all of the victims where shot on the right side of their face. The closest murder was three miles away from my house so school was out.

          “Only  if my job was out,” I groan. I went upstairs to my bedroom and got into my usual clothes, a Paramore t-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans. Quinn drops me off at the West shore Plaza. I trudge into Hot Topic and my spirits are lifted I look around and see a wave of black and orange surrounding me. I walk up to the manager Stephanie “Hi Stephanie can I work today my school was out so I have nothing else to-do.”        

          “Sure but you need to go to the warehouse and pick up some more Halloween items. You have your permit right?” I take out a shiny card and smile like I did in the picture. “Great ok you can take the company car here are some directions get at least a box of everything.” I nod my head and leave in ten minutes I am there and see police huddled around something.           “Excuse my ma’am you’re not allowed here private property of Hot Topic,” the officer said in a rich southern accent. I showed him my employee card and he replies “Sorry you still cannot enter there has been a new murder if your manager says anything tell them to call the police and ask to speak to me Officer Delatoso.”  I sighed and drove back to the store told Stephanie everything Officer Delatoso and started to wander around the plaza. I saw some girls from my school talking to my best friend Andrew.

          “What happened” I asked as I approached them with caution.“The murderer killed my girlfriend Michaela,” Andrew replied with a face like stone with no emotion. I was scared out of my wits.

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