"Isabella put that down!" She held up the gun to her murders face as her mother rushed over to snatch it from her hands. Isabella looked over at her mother and cried soft clear tears. "I hate you..." Isabella woke up from her deep sleep and felt her head pounding with anger. Her mother was no where to be found but thats always happening to her. She didn't mind, she got used to it. Isabella crawled out of her bed and went down stairs to find no food in the fridge. Isabella felt her red pentagram form under her as her hair raised above her neck. She replenished her hunger by thinking of food so it feeds her appetite. She landed on the ground and smiled. "Looks like I got it down good enough." Isabella was human she was just different. She didn't tell anyone about what she could do she didn't want to make her teenage years way harder than they were. Living in a house thats suppose to be evicted after her mother left town. She was all alone 24/7 nothing exciting to look forward to.
Isabella saw the sun beam into her eyes as she stepped outside to find no one was in the desserted town. She started walking don the side walk and held her school bag close to her. No one was going to be at school but she still went to the school and sat in her classes looking down at her note book and pencil. The page was always blank and her pencil was still filled with fresh lead. She went into her first hour class and sat at her own desk listening to how quiet the school was. No sound. She could even hear herself breathing. She was alone. All alone. No one was around to teach her or tell her what she could do to improve the school. She wanted to hep out but, thats not good enough for her she wants to see faces everywhere she turns. But she sees nothing busk and dawn
