No heartbeat

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As the day grew colder and my heartbeat slower I wished that instead of me using my big mouth to talk about animal rights at a convention at the Lincoln park zoo, I should had been home with mi farther and little brother. I'm only 16 but I promised my mother on her death bed that I'll take care of the family. My dad is sick with an illness the

doctors cannot cure, and I was his only hope, him and my little brother depended on me, I am their hope. Well it all started 8 days ago...

Tuesday march 25,2013

My names is Samantha by the way I had just left my house to go to the SAVE THE PANDAS AWARENESS!!! I was looking to good if you don't mind me saying. I had on my black fitted v-neck panda bear shirt with my red cut up shorts and my black combat boots. I had my hair braided into one braid going down the back. lol it did look like I was going to war. Any who I walk to the train station and hopped on the green line. By time I got to the park the head director told me that they wasn't having it anymore something had came up. I was finna have some words with her but decided to get back home.

So by now I'm at the green line again and I noticed some body watching me. Its a boy... a white boy. hhmm a tall cute white guy checking me out... let's not get your hopes up you ain't that cute I said to myself. But wait that face its too familiar. The train pulls up by now and I step in. I look out the window " shit"!! I couldn't had said that any louder and look like another crazy girl. But its him.... he's back and that means one thing... I'M DEAD!!! Holy shit what did I do? how and the hell did he find me?? Oh no dad...Sky shit.

As soon as the door to the train open I bolted out nearly breaking my neck looking down the stairs as I ran. I had no time to waste my crazy blood thirsty ex boyfriend is back... back from hell!!! and my dad and brother are at home not knowing he's here. I turned right on 26 and laraime. That's when I seen him out the corner of my eye smiling... running with me as if we're racing each other. how ironic! "smacked"!! aw shit that hurted I ran right into ed. "Damn Sammy where you going"?Ed asked. "Not with you". Ed turn around. As I looked up I saw his teeth buried deep into Ed's neck."aahhhh"!!!! omg omg omg wtf!!! There was a trail of blood flowing down from Ed's neck to the ground. I couldn't do nothing but stare and horror where is everyone do anybody see what's going on. "Sammy hel-" Ed said right before Jackson drop his body to the ground like a bag of dirty laundry. " Now Sammy u believe that you could just run away from me? and think I wouldn't find you." he looked at me with his dark eyes his hair cut right before his eyes. even in this horrific situation he look to good he looked like a finner version of Damon off of vampire diaries. he was standing there looking at me wearing a white fitted shirt that was now stained with Ed's blood and was also wearing a pair of black jeans with the new and latest Jordan's.

" you were supposed to be dead Jackson... not alive" I barely said the last part but I was sure he heard me. "Well you look to beautiful today, well anyway I'm going to give a count to 3 to run OK " I looked at him I was breathing to fast my green eyes were filled with fear but all I could do was tilt my head to see what was in my way. "1.....-" I don't know what I'm going to do.... "2....-" before he could say 3 I ran. I ran so fast for a human you wouldn't believe I was one.

I pushed this old lady out my way for I did not care, all I cared about was getting to my little brother and dad. I just couldn't believe he was here and that he killed Ed and my dumb ass didn't do anything to stop him. By time I reached 35th and Wentworth, I reach my apartment complex. I ran into the building up the stairs to the 13th floor(we didn't have an elevator). Once I reached my door I kicked it repeatedly until the hinges fell off. There was no time fore to fumble with the keys.