Aftershocks of the Supernatural

Part One

I run through the dark streets of Saint Louis. I pant heavily as I hear the loud screams following behind me. I whimper roughly as tears run down my face. I rush straight into the alleyway. I hide behind a large dumpster. I cover my mouth to quiet down my breathing. I hear sharp gasps of my mother while as I also hear the cocking noise of a gun.

"Tell that brat to come out of hiding or I'll blow your brains out!" The man sneers in my mother's face as I watch from the shadows.

"JOHNATHAN!? SWEETIE COME OUT PLEASE!?" My mother sobs out, I stay behind the dumpster as I shake badly. Soon I hear the trigger gets pulled.

"MOM!?"

I shift roughly under the covers opening my eyes suddenly getting greeted by a harsh blinding light. I groan softly while lifting myself slowly up on the bed, I hold my head softly while rubbing my right eye. I scratch my head roughly, abrupt deep yawn erupts out of my mouth. I turn to my side seeing the calendar, on the calendar it said April 14, 1949.

"Ah mm-?" I smile tiredly while getting out of bed. I open my dresser drawer slowly. I pull out two sweaters placing them on the bed, I look at them both.

"Red/black or blue/grey cotton hm?" I talk roughly to myself while thinking of which one to wear today. I toss my blue/grey cotton sweater to the side. I slowly pull red/black cotton sweater over my tone chest. I pull my pants drawer open and grabs my black dress pants out.

I roughly pull on the black dress pants on over my tight grey briefs. I sigh softly as I stretch my arms over my head, my back cracks loudly when I stretch. I bring my arms down slowly, I bend down to the floor. I hum lightly while searching for my dark brown dress shoes, a deep scowl slowly forms on my lips.

"Where did they go..." I growl under my breath, I pinch the bridge of my nose irritated. I take in slow deep breaths to calm me down, the tension slowly eases out.

"Just breathe Johnathan, they're somewhere just think back to where you left them," I speak calmly. I slowly pace around the plain, blank, grey room. I slowly think where they were in the last place I had my dark brown dress shoes. As irritation slowly builds up in my head. Deep inside of my head flows many thoughts, gaining the upper advantage on my thoughts remembering where I last left them. I rush down the thickly carpeted stairs, I slip on the last stair falling face first into rough hardwood. I wince harshly as streaks of pain rush through my nervous system in my face, I push myself up off the floor.

I lightly touch my face flinches softly, I sigh while standing up on the floor. I turn to the small white closet door on the right side of the stairs, I open the door lightly. I spot my dark brown dress shoes on the floor in the closet. I roll eyes lightly when I pick up the shoes.

"Pesky shoes, always hiding when I need you," I state softly while holding them in the shoes in my large hands. I close the white closet door slowly, I walk slowly into the living room. I plop my bum on the black leather couch. I pull the dark brown dress shoes over my grey wool socks. I sigh lightly after tying my thick shoelaces, I lift myself off the couch.

I trudge slowly out of the living room to the front door. I grab my black thick jacket pulling it on. I hum while grabbing my book bag along with my keys. I pull open the door roughly while stepping out. I shut the door with a slam along with locking the door afterward. I unbutton my book bag, I pull out a pack of cigarettes along with a lighter. I place cigarette in between my rough chapped lips, I place the pack back in my bookbag. I light my cigarette while looking around my yard, I smirk firmly with a cigarette between my lips.

I put the lighter in my back pocket, I walk off the steps of my porch slowly. I place my left hand in my pants pocket while taking a long drag on my cigarette. I casually walk down the streets of Saint Louis. I blow the smoke away from the children as I go past them. I stop in front of a house in the outskirts of Saint Louis. I stand in front of a red rusty brown bricked house with a lone white door in the middle and a small window.