The wind blew, the rain was blasting down. The trees howling.
I ran for my life looking at my blood stained hands. I shook my head violently trying to get rid of the images. I look behind me, complete darkness. I couldn’t be in this town much longer, I ran to my house, snuck through my window, and threw any piece of clothing I could get my hands onto into my bag. No one would believe what happened to me. No one would believe what happened to Jeremy.
I need to go. I need to leave. I jumped out my window and ran as fast as I can, not looking back at my old house... My old life....
Goodbye...
3 years later...
It’s been years since I set foot in my home town.
It’s been years since that night.
I shook my head trying to forget.
I walked into my old school, backpack slummed over my shoulder. Senton High School. I sighed and slowly walked in; maybe no one will remember me. I smiled at the thought; I walked to the front desk
“Umm... Excuse me. I’m new here, I’m Raven Sparrow...” I said quietly. The office lady in her mid thirties, with the name tag marked with the name ‘Janet’ looked me up and down and popped her bubble gum.
“Fill this in and come back when you’re done.” She said forcefully shoving the forms in my face...
I sighed once again...”Today is going to be a long day.” I thought to myself.
I filled the forms in as quickly as I can and handed them back. ‘Janet’ handed me a small map of the school and my class schedule. “Now your homeroom teacher is Mr Janniel. Just walk out of here, Go left at the girls bathroom, right at the library, right at the GYM and then walk straight ahead until you see Room 23 Class B. That’s your new homeroom. I’m sure you can find it easily enough. Bye bye now.” Janet said apathetically.
I started walking out looking down at the map. I mean, I already knew this school like I knew the back of my hand. But I have no idea who this Mr Janniel is...maybe the school has changed.
I was deep in thought when I accidently bumped into someone and dropped everything I was holding.
“Oh, I’m so sorry!” I said quickly bending down to pick up everything. I got up and came into contact with a pair of big blue eyes. I know those eyes...
It can’t be could it? Jeremy? He looked at me. I looked at him. I said sorry again quietly and quickly walked away.
That couldn’t be him, No it’s not him. Didn’t he di-...Wasn’t he..?”
I kept walking, I had no idea where I was going, I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere. I looked at my surroundings; something caught the corner of my eye. I looked around and saw a big wall, with notes on it...? Was this a memorial wall? A poster caught my eye. In bold letters it read.
HAVE YOU SEEN THIS GIRL?
-Rita Simons
Pictured below
-15 years old.
-Last seen on April 6th at 2:20PM
-Wearing a navy blue skirt and pink top with a yellow ribbon in her hair.
If seen, contact the police.
I looked at the picture of a girl with long brown hair with a fringe.
Wide hazel eyes and an innocent child smile, she has a purple bow in her hair. The photo stared at me, the girl’s eyes looking into mine. I stared back. Those dark hazel eyes... My eyes... I looked around to see if anyone was around. I reached out and ripped down the poster as quick as I could. My breathing got heavier; I screwed the page up and threw it in my page.
No one can know that’s me. No one can know I’m back. Rita Simons is dead. Raven Sparrow is here now. No one can find out. My breathing got heavier, tears formed in my eyes. I shook my head violently, balling my hands into fists and quickly covering my eyes. I shouldn’t have come back. This is a huge mistake. They’re going to know it’s me. I’m going to get caught. What am I going to do? I can’t be caught, I just can’t.
Tears slowly ran down my face. The memories from the night all came flooding back, the memories I’ve tried to forget for three long years. The bloodshed, Jeremy, the knife. All of it. I need to forget it all.
“HEY YOU.” I heard someone yell. I looked up slowly
and It was Him.
