Behind me

Chapter 1: School life

It was autumn in the state of California, the leaves were starting to fall and the bells of ''The School Of Drama and Literacy'' had rung.  Chris was a young teen attending this school. He going to turn fourteen soon. He loved school and the all the things he gets to learn. But, the one thing that always bothers him. Is that people stay away from him. He doesn't have too much friends. To be honest he spends most of his time alone at school.  At least alone is what he thinks. When ever  he tries to talk to people they hide or run away. He was like some sort of virus or a black hole. Everyone would stay away from him. He wasn't a bully, even the bullies run in terror.

Chris is always confused, to why people don't like him. Everyday after school. Chris looks at himself at the mirror. In front, all he sees is a joyful boy. But he never seen his back before, lucky him.

You wanna know why? To other people they have a different perspective of him. They say its not him but the black copy of him, that follows him. Its his shadow. Its queer isn't it? How that shadow stays with him even in the dark. His shadow is even darker then pitch black. It's got that ... hard to explain kind of shape, it was tall though maybe around 14 meters tall.  

Anyway, have you seen the news paper lately. The first 13 days and the 15th-31st day is always about the jackpot and lottery ticket winners. Or the president just got married. It's always that unlucky 14 that seems to have a very unusual accident. Like last month, on the 14th their was a accident on 14 street avenue highway. 14 cars crashed and each holding one person only, the driver. Total of deaths:14. It's just too strange. Well back to the story.

It was July 14th and it was Chris or Christopher onefouringtons  (well that's what his mom used to call him) birthday. As like every other Birthday. No one was their. His family actually had the same Birthday as him. At least the date. Like his mother was born on the 14th of November, grandma January 14th and so on. They all passed away on their 14th Birthday. So for generations his family had decided to raise a baby at 3. Maybe 14 was some sort of .........

No one came to his birthday and as Chris was about to finish his own birthday song.

A knock on the door.

                                                                                    Chapter 2 

Right after that knock the candle on the birthday cake blew out itself. Chris approached the door slowly and opens the door. There stood a ...Chris. Yup it was himself in front of him. Except he was more darker and was a little taller. The copy of Chris told him. "Happy Birthday, me". Chris was standing straight still he couldn't move a muscle. "Well at least let me go in and sit down"the copy suggested. Chris again slightly nodes, and the tall ...man finds himself a seat to sit next to the birthday boy."Well, you can come in too you know?"Chris approaches the table very slowly." the copy asked him,"So, it's your 14th birthday right? ". Chris slightly nodded". "You know theirs something odd about the number 14 . Don't ya think?says the copy." Chris think for a second, then nods. "You just turned 14, it's your birthday. So what do you want?"Chris wonders, and replies in an instant."I want someone to celebrate my birthday with." "How about your parents?" A little smile appears on Chris's face. As, soon as Chris replies with a nod. Chris disappears and the little smile is off his face.