Katie's story(hold)

Katie's story

Chapter 1.

 New York city, a dark strange place at night, as if the shadows were the most unknown creatures. They disguise themselves as humans by day, but monsters by nightfall. Screams can be heard from distance robberies and murders. The moon light shone off of the wet pavement of the road, destroying most of the darkness.

The night fills with howls and screams as I walk home from the hotel, i work late nights and walk home to my mothers apartment every night at 11:30. my mom and I moved here a month after my dad died, she got me a job and her friends hotel. I am thirteen and I have to pay half the rent, and if I don’t my mother has to get another job. I couldn’t make her work, she has blood problems, and if she gets sick, her body wont heal right. I couldn’t risk her getting sick, she already works for eleven hours straight every day. I work eight, twelve on weekends.

I walked on the somewhat familiar road, I looked at the small local signs hanging above a few entries. “The Italian Lobby, Momma’s Dinner, Taco club, The British Pub Dreamer.” I laughed to myself quietly, I stopped and looked down the thin ally, it made me think about what could be in there.

Then I heard it, a sound that could possibly change my life forever. A scream, from the ally, it echoed loudly. The high pitched scream gave the mental image of a young girl getting murdered. I shivered at the thought then continued walking two steps, another scream, “Someone help me! He has a knife!” I turned around, another scream, “somebody please!” they let there words hold on for the effect.

I grabbed my satchel quickly shuffling inside of it for my phone, “Where are you when I need-” a growl came from behind me, I turned around, dropping the bag. Out of almost instinct I almost said ‘whose there!’, like a killer would answer. I bent over to get the bag, then the scream started constantly in my mind. I was rushing now, scared, heart pounding, mind wondering.

The scream started to fade, slowly, out of breath, almost like they had just been drained of there life. Whoever it was, was dead. Death, such a strong word, but such a non meaningful word at times. My fathers death, when my mother dies, my own death, surely ill commit suicide after my mothers death.

I turned around, starting to walk down the ally, like I was being controlled to do so, out of human curiosity. “He-” I started up the nonsense again, I stopped, seeing blood splattered on the ground. It glowed a bright maroon color, almost sparkled.

Another growl haunted me, I stood at the end of the street light, illuminating the darkness of the ally. There was a face in the shadows, it looked liked it reached something out at me, I reached my shaking hand out to it.

Suddenness, flashes of lights, sounds, emotion, prayers,.I prayed for once, I wont die, this will just be a scary memory. Memories, tears flied down my cheeks as the monster ripped my skin, clawing into my chest.

Whatever it is, it pinned me down, drooled on my face with what seemed to be a dark red slobber. My blood, it bit into my neck, I screamed so loud I thought it didn’t even come out of my lungs, like the air never made it past the gaping hole in my throat. It was off of me now, I felt as if I were being dragged, half dead, down the ally.

I reached up to the full moon, I thought about my mom, she would be crying, devastated, her only child being murdered by some kind of beast. If I were to live, no one would believe me, they would suggest I was on drugs and just attacked by a wild dog. Although I wasn’t the brightest, I never lied to her. My mother trusted me, but police don’t.

I stayed calm, thinking about my mom, then my dad. “mom, dad, mommy, daddy.” I felt as if I whispered it. It felt like they were there, someone was there, watching me die. As if a human were gazing in my pain filled eyes, as if it were nothing.

My senses were fading, I couldn’t hear anything. i saw red now, not just red, the deep blackish red, of a large amount of wet oozing blood. I couldn’t smell, I would probably smell blood. I felt the damp concrete under my body. my ribs were broken, I could feel that. My arms were just about torn off, my legs were stiff; it was the end of me.

Breathing, I took it for granite, but when your lungs start to collapse on themselves you wonder where the air went. Pain, A simple head ache was horrible torture, but this was far beyond what I have every been through.

It wanted me to fear it. It wanted me to bleed. It wanted me to feel pain. why?

It had accomplished all I was feeling it wanted. All I could feel was the pain, and a presence, the presence of another human. Who? Maybe this monster was human, maybe it was grieving and wanted me to feel its own pain? Maybe they couldn’t control themselves.

The pain was now unbearable, I managed to scream, it reacted by standing straight up. “WHO ARE YOU!” I screamed, as if it were the human Id been thinking about. It bit into my neck with incredible strength, but also a softness.

I want to die

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