One, sunny morning, a teenage girl and her twin brother were on there way home from school. It was there last day of school and it was finally over. The girl had short black hair and blue eyes, she had fair skin, and red lips, a very pretty girl indeed. Her twin had brown hair and blue eyes, toan skin, and peach lips, most girls would try and follow him everywhere, even the showers and bathroom.
There names were well known in the school, Kamara Starla Harochie, the girl with talent like her brother, smart, athletic, and a beautiful voice, but she was shy so they all called her shy karma. Keath John Harochie, a boy like no other, he was amazing at sports, and very kind, he was competitive, but he never lost his temper. Keath only lost his temper when someone hurt his twin on any way, and Kamara would do the same for keath. They both looked to be at least 23, but they were actually 16. It was hard for them to do anything without being asked for drugs, alcohol and more. It wasn't that bad though, with there mature looks and there attatudes, it was like they were actually adults. During school they always checked on there dad when they were free. There mother was sick and in the hospital, she had been diagnosed with stage 2 kidney cancer. Its taking a while for the treatments to take affect, but they have hope.
Kamara and Keath walk into there house and close the door, they take off there shoes and put on slippers. Kamara smiles and walks into the living room with Keath, they sit down and start on there home work. Outside they hear the normal yelling of the kiss across the street. Kamara whimpers and colors her ears at the yelling, her hearing was sensitive, Keath was and moved next to her, he held her close and tried to calm her down. Krmara jumps at a loud knock on there door, they were alone at the moment, there father would be home in two hours. Keath quickly got up and dragged Kamara to go the hidden room in the kitchen. This wasn't unusual, for the past two months this has been happening.
There was a yell, not a normal, fun yell of help from being tickled. No. This was a inhuman, loud yelled, worce then nails on a chockbord. Keath and Kamara both shut there eyes tightly. There was crash, then it stopped, nothing but silence was left after the crash, not even the yells. Kamara uncovered her ears, knowing that something was wrong. Keath uncovered his ears and pulled out a pocket knife. They both get out of the small room, and look around the house, but there was nothing. It was still the same, nothing wrong at all. Kamara still didn't like how quiet it was, and she stayed near keath. Keath was in the same boat, and he kept his knife out. There was creack of a floorboard in the hall, and Kamara bit the inside of her cheek. Kamara and Keath walked closer to the hall. They heard a low, deep voice, it was mezmarising.
"Snow white, glow bright, dong let your demons hide" it said, it was a mans voice. Keath quickly grabs Kamara and ran, he ran out the front door and down the street. He was heading to his friend's house, Shara was her name. It was raining as the twins ran, Keath praticly dragging Kamara, who was almost frozen in fear. As they arrived at the house, it was pouring rain, thunder struck in the distance. Keath knocked on the door, and Shara's mother answered the door. Upon seeing the twins, she ushered them in and got them clean clothes and egg them clean up. They, of course, did it separately, Keath let Kamara go first. Once they both were done, they ate and then the questions began.
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The Last Light at Night
Mystery / Thrillerteens, kids, adults, how many will die for two teens? How many lives will HE take to get them? Karmara and Keath are the teens, twins, there so different, yet so alike. They have the same ideas at times, one has a better one then the other, maybe th...