I enter my house and sit down on the couch with a sigh of relief. I only have 4 hours to sleep before I have to get back up and tend to my duties, I think to myself, but I need the rest, no matter how minimal. Hesitantly, I make my way to the kitchen and observe that my food supply is starting to run low. I open the powerless fridge and pull out the half eaten peanut butter and jelly sandwich I still have from yesterday.
Slowly, in an attempt to savor the last bits of the seemingly simple taste, I munch on the rest of the sandwich and venture down the hall to my dad's study. This has been my daily routine everyday, and will continue to be until I find something that would at least try to explain what has happened here. My dad had been studying supernatural occurences like this for as long as he lived so I hold onto hope that he has to have something written or drawn or noted about this somewhere.
From my father's study, I could hear faint banging on the door, so I pick up the baseball bat I had hidden in the closet. Cautiously, I begin to make my way to the front door. I didn't have time to be bothered by anyone right now. I crack open the door and look down, only to see a young girl on my door-mat, bleeding badly. I rush down to her side, rushing to take off my plaid shirt.
"Where is the bleeding coming from?" I ask her urgently. She moves her hands from her stomach and the entire front of her shirt was covered in blood. I picked her up and carried her inside bridal style, trying my best not to hurt her anymore than she already is. I lay her on the table that I've moved in the middle of the living room. "How old are you?" I ask lightly, running to get the first aid kit out of the bathroom. "I'm fifteen." She replies weakly. Okay, so she has a few years until she has to worry. "Do you have a gift?" I question, feeling bad that I'm bombarding this poor girl with so many questions. She looks up at me and shakes her head no. I clean up the blood around her wound and see clear burn marks.
"You're lying."
I push her off the table, already knowing she's one of the enemies. She gets up from the ground and tries to blast me, but I run to the back of the house, where I'll be safer. I can't believe I fell for this again.
4 Weeks Earlier
I walked down the crowded hall to my locker, where I saw one of my good friends, Josie. "Someone is running late" She remarked. I gave her that "you-don't-even-wanna-know" look and she didn't prod for answers. I opened my locker, taking off my book bag and placing it on the hook. I got out all of the books I would need for today, closed my locker, and started walking to my class with Josie still behind me.I walked into class, bracing myself for Mr. Vance's "joke of the day", but he wasn't at the door greeting us like usual. I took my seat, thinking nothing of his abnormal absence. Maybe we had a sub, or he was just running late. The bell rang for class to begin and yet he still hasn't showed up. My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I wondered who could possibly want to talk to me right now. I pulled my phone out from my pocket, and the screen illuminated. Immediately, I noticed a text from an unknown number.
You Are It.
Slightly alarmed, I texted back asking who it was, but as it turns out, there would be no reply. I looked over into the classroom and saw everyone talking amongst themselves, some of them doing their work. I couldn't help but glance over at Josie, who was listening to music with her earbuds in. She gets really irritated when I interrupt her music, since it ruins the "listening experience", so instead, I walked over to the class rep, Olivia, and saw she was doing work that wasn't due until next week. "Do you know where Mr. Vance is?" I asked her. She looked up at me, seemingly disinterested and shook her head."I'm not sure, I wasn't told by him that he would be out today. I did give him an email and ask, however." Slightly confused, I thanked her and went back to my seat.
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Mystery / ThrillerAll the adults have vanished and the power is out. Now Yesenia is struggling trying to figure out what happened and what's going to happen next.