The unknown

My life

           Hi, my name Blake. My life has been shit so far. But yet, I am still here. I am not your average teenage girl. People think of me as mysterious, and strange. I don't tell people a lot about me, which comes across as bizarre and mysterious. I am eighteen years old, and my life has been insane. I got kidnapped by a lunatic psychopath, and got nerve racking and fearsome text messages from that same person. We call him the, "Unknown". 
          Tonight, I am going to a funeral, and meeting my friends that I haven't seen in three years. Ashley, Annabelle, and Keira were their names. We went through all of it together... But we drifted apart after what happened. Ashley went to Hawaii with her family, just to get away. Annabelle went to go live with her grandparents in Mexico, and Keira went with her boyfriend to Seattle.
         The funeral is for a girl named Jenna. Jenna was an ordinary teenage girl. She used to be apart of our, "group". She slowly started to drift away, and we haven't talked to her in a long while. She was my age. Her brakes mysteriously went missing in her car,and she got in a horrid car crash. We are all going down to our hometown, Asheville, to pay our respects. We didn't get to see her body, and they didn't tell us much about her death... Only about how she got in a car crash.
          Somehow, I feel as if everything is connected. How did Jenna's break magically just, disappear? Does that have to do with unknown? Is it back? Are we just going in circles? Or, maybe I'm just going crazy. Maybe I'm still just scared. I have no idea. But I do know that something is going on, and I'm not gonna let it get the best of me again.
          Me and my friends went through everything. You could say we would die for each other, because sometimes we had that very choice to. What happened to us is something that no human being could ever forget. And somehow I believe that it's not over. Like, it's still looking for us, and it's not done with me, or any of us. Some nights I have night mares about what happened. I can picture it all in my head. I can still hear the loud, bloodcurdling, and deafening alarm that would ring every time we didn't do what it said.  I can still feel the chill that went up and down my body, and the petrifying chill that I'd get when I would see its horrific, large, and fearful shadow in the corner of my eye. But I would have to just keep doing what I was told to. I still get flashbacks of, well, everything.
           I am on my way to the funeral, and I can't stop thinking about, "unknown", and if it's really back. I know I can't be the only one. Annabelle is the smart one of the group, I bet she is probably solving some complicated equation in her head about if Jenna connects to unknown. We all have our own traits and personalities. Ashley is all about the fashion, Keira is the adventurous one, and Annabelle is the smart one. I don't quite know how I feel right now... I'm feeling scared and anxious, but also excited and adrenalized. I'm feeling happy and joyous, but also sad and inconsolable.
           I finally reach the church, and I see Annabelle, Keira, and Ashley standing right there. My heart starts pumping 1 million miles an hour as I slowly get out of my car. They look at me, and I look at them. As I got closer, I felt more and more comfortable, calm, and safe.
"Hey!" I say, trying to act as normal as possible.
"Hey!" Says Ashley.
        There is a moment of awkward silence between the 4 of us. What am I supposed to say? I mean, should I say something about, "unknown"? Maybe I should just stay quite.
"Are you guys thinking what I'm thinking. Because I can't be the only one...." Says Annabelle.
"I don't know, I'm thinking a lot of things." Says Ashley in that confused tone she always has.
"The unknown." Says Keira as she puts her head down in fear. All of our faces turn white, and it goes silent again.
             You are probably wondering what the hell happened with The Unknown. What made our minds so mentally scarred... Well, here's what happened...

                         ~To be continue~