Unknown POV
"Come on you...you...you assholes we've got to go."A fresh voice said.
"Asshole?The fuck?Uh I know you ain't talking to me like that."The same voice said.
What a PYSCHO.Then a ramble of Spanish flooded my ear drums.Each word crisp and clear not leaving one corner of my ear unexplored.All I could make out of it was "bitch be quite".I laughed.I mustve laughed pretty loud because the banner stopped.
"Ser que bastante alguien nos està mirando"some one whispered
"Dònde està el cuchillo"the similar voice said
"No sé estúpido"The first voice said.Thats when I realized there were two of them.
I slowly walked toward them.With my hands up.
"I mean no harm."I said.
"No sé acerquen mas"The voice said.
I took of mt hoodie and got a clearer view of the two people.They both looked the same only one was covered in blood while the other looked frightening.The bloddy one she was tall and slender she had a thigh gap.Her long black hair came down to her waist.She looked like she had killed someone.Her green eyes peirced into my soul.The other was shorter.Her thighs touched but she wasn't fat.Her long black hair went down past her butt.Her green eyes are the ice cubes cooling the burning look the other is giving me.
"Who are you"the first one speaks.
"My name is Veronica.I'm Kip Peters daughter.My brother is waiting in the car."
Ok so the Spanish dialogue says
Be quite someone is watching us
Where is the knife
I dont know stupid
And don't come closer
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Monsters Don't Live Under Your Bed
HorrorSome people think monsters live under your bed.While others think monsters do not exisits at all.The truth is...monsters don't live under your bed,they live in your head.Everybody knows this...they just don't wanna admit it.But i will.
