In The Eyes of Evil

Chapter Two:Here I Go...Again

School got out. Thank God. Like i said i only live two miles away from the high school, so i walk home, alone. Except at the same time im not alone. There's no one around me yet I feel like there is always someone there, and it gives me a sense of comfort. I know there's no one there ,but the thought that someone is. Well it's nice. I like to take my time walking home, because the longer i take the longer til my mom takes me to G. M. O. T (Gods messengers of tomorrow ) its a program that the church has for teens who want to be pastors one day. In reality its parents who are forcing it on the teens 99% of the time. As you would guess i absolutely hated going there, i didn't get along with anyone, i didn't agree with anything they taught and the "teacher" (pastor) hated me. I think he suspects i was an atheist.
"HI LISA!"
i jumped out of my shoes stunned by the sudden out burst. Who would call me out...who even knew my name...better yet, who would want to talk...to me.
"LISSAAA!"
I turned around to a disappointing little girl sprinting towards me flaring her arms up and down. You would think she was trying to fly. She was a train reck, her backpack was open with her papers slipping out one by one. she was running trying to put on her jacket and had only managed one sleeve. It was Gorgie, she was the same age as me but looked five. She was incredibly short and thin and still had a baby face. Remember how i said 99% of teens that were in
G. M. O. T were forced by their parents to be in it, well Gorgie was the 1% that actually wanted to be in G. M. O. T she was that 1% that actually wanted to be a pastor in the future.I hated her. It was Because of her my mom found out about
G. M. O. T and forced me to be in it. That, and she the most annoying person anyone could imagine. She was the human version of a Chihuahua.
"ugh... What do you want Gorgie?!" i rolled my eyes away from her as she pulled up
"I told you, you can call me Gigi your my..."
"What do you want Gorgi?!" i cut her off cause she was about to say friend, and i am no ones friend.
"Well, i see you walk home alone everyday and you always look so sad...so i asked my mom if i could walk home with you to accompany you so you... " i just tuned her out. I continued walking down the sidewalk. On my rout home i pass this abandon church.I stopped and analyzed the shattered windows, barakaded doors, and dead rose bushes dried up and withered. "Creepy right?!" i jumped up startled again
"oh right your here. " i snarled at her trying to hint her to leave.
"My mom said this place is over run by demonic spirits..." I should have added more attitude to get my point through. She looks over at me and waits for me to ask why so she could answer.
"You know, because of what happened here a few years back" i looked at her in confusion i thought this place was just run down
"what are you talking about Gorgie?". I felt her hesitation
"i...i..i shouldnt" she stammered
"Just tell me Gigi"
i knew that would get her talking
"about fifteen years ago there was a baptizing ceremony, there was a young boy there, his name was Michele B Johnson".How did she know all this?
"As the pastor put him under water Michele grabbed his knife he had hidden on him and stabbed the pastor killing him. Sadly six people died and only 10 came out alive
she looked at me with pure sympathy "the five people that came out say the saw the boys eyes go red, soon there after they were all sent to the looney ben because they believed Michele was still trying to kill them" she added "wow... " i didn't know what to say but just wow.
"And some say that the second the boys eyes went red demons came not just to kill the people but their guardian angels too" i looked at her "what happened to the boy?" i asked intrigued
"well, he was never found"