Alaina Clark

Introduction

Silence. Some people can't stand it, others thrive in it. Personally I have mixed feelings towards silence, I don't hate nor love it but in light of recent events I crave it. When something is taken away from you it only makes you want it even more. At least that's the way it is for me. When someone says "No Alaina, you can't do that" I do it just to prove them wrong or just to spite them. That's probably why when life at home denies me tranquility, I go out and satisfy my needs. Which is why I now find myself walking alone in the dark. Most people would think it's strange that I enjoy spending late nights alone in a park they would describe as creepy. But for me this is a safe haven. Yeah there might be a few creeps and freaks but I'm mostly left alone, nobody ever bothers me. I've never felt unsafe here, not once (probably because people are rarely here, it's lonely and I love it). I cherish every second I spend here. Walking down the dirt path just like I've done many times before, the only thing to be heard is the yellow and brown leaves crunching under my feet. Moments like this allow my mind to wander, which lately doesn't happen very often since I am surrounded by chaos. I light catches my eye and I tilt my head upwards in order to get a better view. It's the moon, it's bright light is hypnotic. I find myself unable to look away. I wonder if werewolves exist, and if they do are they as attractive as they are depicted in Teen Wolf? Are vampires real? I've always wanted to meet one, maybe even become one. Oh no, if both vampires and werewolves exist will they get along? Or is their rivalry also real? It would suck if my vampire boyfriend didn't get along with my werewolf best friend. Do vampires really drink human blood? Damon Salvatore could drink mine any day. Just as long as Stefan "shit" my thoughts are interrupted by me tripping over a loose branch. I land on all fours, my hands just barely saving me from eating a mouth full of dirt. "Great" I mutter as I notice the dirt staining my jeans. I quickly stand up, and dust myself off. Wait a minute, why is my butt buzzing? "Oh" I say in realization as I retrieve my phone from my back pocket. I don't bother checking the caller I.D. because I already know who it is. "Why aren't home yet?" I'm met with the worried voice of my mother. "Sorry mom I lost track of time" I quickly reply. "Do you know what time it is?" I can hear the worry start to leave her voice. I swiftly pull the phone away from my ear in order to check the time. It reads 10:48. Damn I really did loose track of time. "I'll be home soon" I say into the phone. "Alright honey, I love you". "I love you too mom" I immediately reply. With that, I hang up and began walking towards my house (which is only a few blocks away from here). The moon lights my way home, and in a matter of minutes I stand before the front door. I pat down my pockets, front and back, damnit I forgot my key. I softly knock, and patiently wait till I hear footsteps approaching. My mother opens the door and steps aside allowing me to walk by her. I hear soft two clicks, telling me she locked the door. "Goodnight mom" I say giving her a quick hug then heading up stairs to my room. "Goodnight Alaina" she softly replies. I glide into my room, instantly kicking off my black combat boots and my jeans. I strip off my jacket and shirt as I walk to my dresser, quickly grabbing a pair of sleep shorts and tank top. I slip on the tank top, immediately followed by the shorts. Flopping onto my bed I let out a long sigh. Then I pull the covers over me, trying to clear my head of any thoughts. Staring up at the ceiling, the moon is only source of light. Sometimes I just stare at the shadows provided by the tree outside my window. Only one thought crosses my mind. Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Go to sleep. I repeat it over and over again until I will myself into restless sleep.