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Janitors closet

  (Ronnie)

 Days, hours, and minutes seemed to go by faster than wanted and life began to set into an easy routine. School welcomed me and I started to make new friends other than Mason. Well more like a friend. People were nice, friendly, and well were mason's friends. I'm a shy person and usually keep to myself and that's how I met Taylor Waldrip. She's a Bernette with blue eyes and a sweet smile. Freckles dotted her face and her thin figure made her seem small and vulnerable. We got along just fine. I blended in just fine and didn't stand out in the crowd like I use, too.

  Everyday I would run into new ghost some reasonably kind while others were hostile. I chose to ignore them and eventually they would vanish leaving me in peace. Unlike their trapped souls. They were everywhere though and I found myself constantly being fallowed by the dead. Walking the streets and always watching me. Luckily for me I grew up to this and I found myself slowly relaxing.

  No trouble so far so no harm.

 The guy with flawless tan skin and green eyes never failed to enter my thoughts. I felt warm and welcomed when ever I pictured him holding me in his arms. I also felt stupid for always thinking about a guy that I saw all but once in the month that I have been going to this god awful school but yet I couldn't bring myself to complain. Life was well some what normal.

  He saw me talking to myself though and that brought heat to my cheeks every time I thought of that embarrassing event. In his eyes I was probably the insane freak that was so alone all she could do was talk to her self. Humiliation. His perfection would never once except me and I new it and was sure of it.

  I found myself walking down the school hallway just like any other person. Trying to get to the school parking lot because the day has come to an end. Right when I rounded the corner I stopped in my tracks. There he stood.

  Billy.

  He slowly turned his head and in panic I dashed into the nearest Janitors closet and shut the door quietly. That was close he almost saw me. Opening my eyes I noticed it was pitch black in here and waited for my eyes to adjust. A faint glow was coming from the corner of the crammed space. I squinted my eyes and my breath caught in my throat when I realized they were eyes. Yellow eyes.

  Panic swelled in my as I grabbed the handle to the door wiggling furiously trying to get it to open. Finally it did and I dashed out afraid to see the owner of the eyes. I slipped on the surface of the floor and dramatically landed on my butt. I decided to turn and immediately regretted it. An old man in a janitors suit had blood flowing down it's body and scars on the surface. His face was cruel and his deadly yellow eyes sent involuntary shivers down my spine. In his hand was a huge, sharp, rusted knife and he slowly stalked as he flouted towards me.

  That kind of demon could cause me physical pain but could not kill me only make me suffer. All my experiences encountered with them never ended well and I found myself scouting backwards as he got closer.

 He took one leap forward and slammed the 'knife' down into the middle of my chest. I arched my pack as a ear piercing scream echoed through the school. Waves of pain jolted through me as he brought it deeper and deeper. From any ones eyes they couldn't see him but I could. I brought my hands to my chest and tried to mentally shove him away. I used all my force and he gradually faded until I was on the floor gasping for air.

  I laid my head back against the cold tile and shut my eyes. How did I do that? Could I actually control them? Or did he simply just vanish himself.

 I was snapped out of my thoughts as warm hands touched my waist lightly shaking me. Electricity ran through my body from his touch but I quickly ignored it and opened my eyes and saw him.

 Billy was staring down at me with so much concern it made my heart swell up.

 "Are you alright!" He asked urgently and I simply nodded. To shocked and tired from the event that just occurred.

 "I'll drive you home."He stated as he picked me up bridle style into his warm arms. I laid my head against his firm chest and found myself fall asleep from the comfort and reassurance of his strength.

  One thing was sure. Who was he? Why did I find Him constantly in my thoughts. Why were their fireworks from his touch? His presence always made me safe and with that I was sure but did he feel it, too? And lastly Did I vanish that demon?

  I needed answers.

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