Glowing Eyes

Alright, first things first. I'm new to this and this is a totally written book at 10 o'clock at night. I will try my best to not be illiterate. I might have writers block and I might not post for awhile. But, yeah. There might be some gory/sexual tension parts. But just go along.

                                                                       Lyndsey's POV

'Walking alone at 11 at night? What was I thinking? I've gone completely mental.' Thought Lyndsey to herself. It just happened to be Halloween night, and her bestfriend Michael was wasted to the max and, well, Lyndsey got her car taken away because she got suspended from school. 'One more time, Lyndsey Ann and we're sending you off too Military School to straighten you up!!' her parents always threatened that but never actually did anything. She wasn't scared. Sorta. She couldn't possibly be sent away, her parents love their baby girl too much. Ever since the accident of her brother happened awhile ago.

He was seventeen. Straight-A student, captain of the football team, and class president. He had hazel glowing eyes, shaggy black hair, and as soon as he walked into a room, everyone knew it. You'd get the chippy-happy feeling. His aura was yellow, fun-loving, free-spirited, energetic, and he felt his purpose in life was to bring joy to people. He felt if everyone was happy around him, he was happy. He was the perfect son. Everybody loved him. But, ten years ago, on this exact night, Jay was walking home from a Halloween party and ended up getting raped by some random men. He had gone completely insane. Came home naked shivering and wide-eyed, crying. It was different that night, he wasn't glowing like he usually did. You could see in his eyes that he completely had given up.

Well, unfortunently after that he became a paranoide schizophrenic. He commited suicide on October 31st, 11:30pm, the year of 2002 in his room. He hung himself. We got him the best of the best help. We even kept an eye on him all day long. But someone had turned their head and he ran. Ran from everything, his problems, life, and the fact 'they' were coming after him. Whose 'they'? That's a good question. Too bad I don't even know. 

BEEEEEEEEEEEEP! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! BEEPBEEEEEP! Move it kid!