Carrianna, Daughter of Wait, Who? (this story will not be finished....sorry)

Chapter 1: Permanenty

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Chapter 1: Permanently

People think I'm weird. I don't know why. Mabye it's the things that seem to always follow me. Weird, scary things. I've seen snake ladies with two snake bodies as legs, and, well, I can't really describe them. I've seen half dog, half seal, half human things. I've even seen a HUGE pitch black dog with red, red eyes. But nobody, nobody notices them. I can see them just fine, but even when I point to them and tell my parents, they don't do anything about it. They just look at me with sad, sad eyes.

For some reason, my parents think that I have some kind of mental disorder. The first time I told them about the monster I saw, the took me to the doctor right away. The doctor did some tests, asked me some questions, and wrote a lot down on his paper. That was when I was 9. I had only seen one monster before that: a huge, one-eyed man, about 8 feet tall. He had tried to attack me, but my friend, Sean, had scared him away with a loud, terrified scream. The sound was horrible!! I had only been about 7 then.

Anyway, ever since the time I told my parents about the monsters I'd seen, I have been in a school for ''SPECIAL'' kids. I'm perfectly normal, though. I'm 20 times smarter than every kid in that school, older than me or not. I behave like any other normal kid. I'm actually SMARTER than most normal kids my age. I just see strange things!!!!!!!! Whenever I told my dad about the things I saw, he would look at me in a way that I just couldn't, just couldn't bear. Now, I don't tell anyone what I see. Except for Sean. He's the only person I know that sees what I see. He even protects me from it.

Sean is the person I love most in my life. He's about 16 right now. He always wears a hat of some kind, usually a rasta cap. I've never seen him without shoes or a hat on. He has this funny kind of walk limp thing, but he can run when he wants to!!!!!! Sean is very protective about the wild. If I so much as let a scrap of paper fall on the dirt, he MAKES me pick it up. His favourite food is enchiladas. He LOVES those. I don't know how he found me or why he stuck to me, but he's been here for me since......well.....since I can remember.

Right now, I'm 12. I'm in 6th grade. My dad is finally asking my step - mom if he can move me to a regular school. You should know this: my step - mom pretends to love me in front of people, but when it's just her and me, she makes her feelings clear - I am not normal and she DOES NOT like me. My dad actually loves my step - mom. He loves me too, but sometimes the need to make his wife happy prevails over me. He'll do something to me, something like punish me for doing something he KONWS I didn't do. He'll do it because my step - mom wants to punish me, even though she too knows I didn't do it. Then, after I get my punishment, my dad will come talk to me privately, telling me oh how sorry he is, making some lame excuse, saying how much he loves me, etc. I hate him for that. I love my dad most of the time, but when he does something like that to me, I get really angry. I wish he could just see clearly, and stop loving that thing, my step - mom.

Ever since I've been in 6th grade, Sean has been getting really upset. He's always on edge, as if he expects something really bad to happen at any time. He follows me everywhere, even in school!!! He somehow convinced his principal, Mr. Brunner to let him come to school with me. My principal doesn't care. He just doesn't want any trouble. As long as Sean doesn't cause any trouble, he's allowed to be in my class. One day, after school Sean was walking me home. He decided that he would take me to the ice- cream place. I was really excited. My parents never let me have any ice - cream. I actually LOVE ice - cream. My parents think it's really bad for you, so they only let us (my little twin step - brothers and I) have it on very special occasions. I was 11 that day.

Sean and I were about to go in when Sean sniffed the air. He turned really pale and told me,''Carrianna, we need to leave, NOW. They've already smelled you. Come on RUN!!!!!!!!!!!'' I was too upset to do anything but what he said, run. The way he was talking, how he had paled, I knew what was happening. There were monsters in that store. Really big, scary ones. Sean was right behind me. I was sprinting, and Sean could just barely keep up with his sprint. I was strangely fast my whole life. After running about as far as we could run, I collapsed. Sean looked he was about to too, but he tried to help me up. He said,''I hope we lost them. I can't believe I saw those. I havn't seen one in ....well...mabye a month.''

''What were they?'' I asked. He looked at me, snapped his fingers, and said, ''Just some monster. Nothing special.'' His answer confused me. For a moment, I was tempted to believe what he had said. But then I saw his face. He was looking at me with a nervous, hopeful look in his eyes. ''What was that? You did something special there on me. I almost believed you. You did something to me. WHAT DID YOU DO?!!!'' I was screaming by the end. Sean just looked at me with sad, sad eyes. ''Come on, let's go home.'' I should have pressed him more. I wanted to know what he had done, but something made me let it go.

*one year later*

That was a year ago. It was the day before my birthday: April 16th. Now it's April 16th, one year later. I'm in 7th grade. I can't wait for my birthday tomorrow!!!!!!!!!! I haven't seen any monsters since the ice - cream shop. Well, I actually didn't SEE the monsters that day, but they were there. Sean has worked himself up even more that when I was in 6th grade. We had a break from school today. Some teacher workshop thing. I really don't care. I'm just happy for the break. I actually like school, but right now, even I need a break.

Sean had promised that we'd go to the beach today. Oh, yeah, I live in New York. We're on our way there. I can't wait!!!!!! It'll be just Sean and I.

We just parked near the beach. New York's beaches are NOT as stunning as some beaches I've seen, but they are beautiful. I love the ocean. For some strange reason, Sean NEVER, ever goes into water. At least, I've never him in the water.

After I got home from the beach and showered, I went to sit in front of the fireplace, on the hearth. For some reason, I always feel safer there. I always feel very relaxed and calm. ''Carri!!!!!!!! Come here, NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!'' My stupid step - mom. What will she do to me now? ''Coming!!'' I yell back.

Turns out, she just wanted to make sure that I wasn't causing any trouble. When she found out that I was doing nothing but staring into the flames of the fireplace, she looked at me like it was a crime to do nothing wrong. Then she stormed away.

Later that night, as I was laying in bed, I started thinking. Why can't I know what the things that chase me are? Why won't Sean tell me anything? I've asked him before, but he either gives an excuse about not telling me, or he just changes the subject on me!!!! So, that night in bed I decided to press Sean REALLY hard to find out well....everything.

I wish that I hadn't thought those thoughts. They were the most dangerous I had ever thought. And I had no idea just how much those thoughts would change my life, permanently.