The damp deserted street is quiet. It almost seems peaceful. Almost.
As Daniel runs past the abandoned houses, he can only wonder what horrors lay within. However, what terrifies him the most is outside. He looks back, panic painted in his fair features, only to find the creature creeping closer and closer. He runs faster. It has no use. He knows what happens next. The creature’s teeth sink into his flesh.
The 15 year-old wakes up in screams. Again. His t-shirt sticks to him with cold sweat. Daniel was getting used to the idea of never finding sleep. After all, it has been long since peace abandoned him.
First day of 10th grade, he thought with dismay as he walked the crowded hallways of Lincoln’s Liberty High School. It’s suppose to be “a school like no other”, says the cheap pamphlet they give you at orientation. With four buildings, one for the administrative offices and three for classrooms and lockers; it’s one of the biggest schools in the state of California. “Our goal is to improve our students’ future with an intense curriculum of studies” says the principal, as he does every year in the first day of school. Daniel thinks it could pass for a good school, if it wasn’t for his condition. If it wasn’t for the monsters.
With some pathetic attempt at hope, he wishes that they won’t remember. That they will stop teasing him this year, but they don’t.
"Fag!"
"Gay!"
"Homo!"
They scream. They bully. They laugh.
He dreads every second, every single moment he has to spend in this place.
He walks faster. The clock is ticking; he’s going to be late. Does it even matter anymore?
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The Night's Child
Non-FictionDaniel is alone. Daniel is scared. But most of all, Daniel is cursed. Can he fight the monsters that torment his days, and the creatures that haunt his nightmares? "He runs faster. It has no use. He knows what happens next. The creature’s teeth sink...
