Potentials (on hold)

Potentials

Evelyn's POV

It was late the night IT happened, almost midnight. I know cliche right? You are probably wondering what a young 15 year old girl like me is doing walking home at a time like that. Well the answer to that is quite simple really. I was getting out of my late night karate class; I am almost a black belt. Therefore, I was not worried that someone would do anything to me. It was a very well respected neighborhood, and I could take care of myself if something did happen, or so I thought I could.

It was late, like I said, and it was unusually dark. The streetlights were off, but I didn’t think too much about, because there was a storm earlier in the day so I just figured that the storm messed with the electricity. Boy was I wrong; no wrong is the biggest understatement that I have ever heard. Something had messed with the electricity, but it wasn’t the storm.

The wind picked up, so I pulled my black hoddie with my school’s mascot, the tigers, on and pulled the hood up. I continued walking down the sidewalk when I heard footsteps behind me. My first thought was not ‘oh hey there is someone walking behind you at midnight be careful it could be dangerous’ no it was along the lines of ‘oh hey who in their right mind would be walking at midnight.’ I know I know I was walking at midnight too, but hey my brain is crazy like that. I was passing an ally, again so clique, when I heard it. It was like a cat hissing, but add a little, or more like a lot, more malice. I turned around to look behind me, but no one was there, and I could have sworn that someone was walking behind me. As I was turning back around, I felt a hand go around my waist, then another go over my mouth a pull me into the dark ally.

My attacker pushed me up against the wall of some random building holding me there by my shoulders. Therefore, I did what any normal karate brown belt would have done. I brought my hands up and hit them against the crook of my attacker’s elbow so he would loose his grip on my shoulders, and then I did a roundhouse to kick him in the face. While he was stunned from my actions I took the time to see who it was, I know stupid move. My attacker had dark brown hair, with brown cold eyes. You could see his bulging muscles through his very loose shirt. He looked like the average body builder, that is until he did a flip-up and faced me. We started to face each other, and I did not notice the other person that came up behind me. The last thing I remembered was right as the bodybuilder and myself were going to start fighting, I felt a sting in my neck, kind of like a wasp sting, and I was swallowed up by blackness.

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I know it was short,, please forgive me as this is my first book. i promise that it will get better and longer. please vote and comment i would love to hear your feedback. i dont care if your feedback is simply to tell me that it sucks and i should keep to reading and not writing :), just let me hear back from everyone who reads it PLEASE :)