creature from hell part 2

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( Cole Sprouse as Casey Thompson) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

When Casey came to, he was in a ditch near the Gate. He tried to move, but he couldn't. He felt as if he had become paralyzed. His tried to remember what had happened that day. His mind was blank. He closed his eyes and tried to sort his thoughts that suddenly started to flood into his mind. He sat up with a jolt. The shock of remembering what had happened took the paralyzation away. He began to remember everything again! The bus, his classmates, the teachers, all dead. He remembered the more recent things to, being dragged from his room and almost being killed by the Creature! and just remembering what the creature had looked like.........UGGH!! The wings, the black, lifeless eyes, the claws, and worst of all, It's breath! He got up and ran. He had no idea where, for he had no idea where he was. He just ran as fast as he could, because he would have a much better chance of getting away from an ambush from the Creature if he was running. He ran for what seemed like forever. It was almost like a game. A game of life and death.

The rules were pretty simple:  

#1 stay in the shadows 

#2 don't let ANYONE see you 

#3 don't make too much noise. 

#4 Never stop or pause; if you hear something, just run faster 

#5 you are NEVER safe. Don't ever assume It isn't watching you if you value your life. 

Casey ran those rules over and over in his head. He knew that if he didn't follow even just one of them properly, he could be dead meat. Literally.  

Casey relaxed a little. Car after car were passing him by. The creature would leave him alone if other people were near. He slowed his pace a little. He started to recognize some of the houses. He realized he had been running in the same direction of his neighborhood! He was only a block or two from his house! He was overcome with joy. He ran faster again. He passed Mrs. Wilkins house, Mr. and Mrs. Jacier's house, Mr. and Mrs. Donaldhue's house, and Monsieur Picard's house. Finally, he came to his house. He mounted the steps to his front door, and realized his parent's didn't know he disappeared! If he went through the front door, he would have to explain everything, and they'd send him to a mental camp, or something horrid like that. Somehow, he would have to climb back through his window!

He went around the side of his house. His window was closed, but it wasn't locked. He stood on top of one of his mom's planter beds. "Good old mom" he thought. "Always has to raise the planter beds off the ground a foot or so". As he reached for his window, and realized when his mom did her gardening, she would see footprints and freak!! He ran to their gardening shed and grabbed the rake. he leant it against the wall near his window, climbed in, and used the rake to scrach out his footprints. He just left the rake against the wall. his mom would just think she forgot it outside. after that, he closed the window, locked it, pulled blockout shade down, closed the blinds, and lastly, the curtians. only than he was satisfied. he was about to get into bed when he saw himself in his bathroom mirror. he looked like he had been run over in a stampeed, and than dragged behind a horse or bull for kilometers {which technicaly, he had}

he quickly had the quietest shower possible. when he got out, he wrapped himself in his towel, and looked at himself in the mirror. he had short, scruffy, dirty blond hair, big blue eyes, and freckles across his nose. he had a fair build, not scrawny or round, but the kind of body you find in young athletes. girls thought he looked handsome, or in their words "hot" so he hated the way he looked. a few timed he tried to get punched by the school bully, but his black eyes and bruises healed back into his same, pale, boring face.

he put on clean pajamas, and got into bed, just in time for the bangig to start. he knew what it was, but it couldn't get in. he blocked out the sounds, and knowing that he had nothing to worry about, at least for now, he fell asleep.

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