Halloween

6 0 0

by Sharkcat309

by Sharkcat309

So I wanted to post this online to get feed back from people who dont know me so here you go

The year is 1914. The afternoon is fading and cold. I can hear the wolves howling at the moon, that is barely visible in the sky, over the gears and the steam trains racing down the tracks to get to their destinations, for tonight is Halloween. My name is Kara Sakuto. My hair is white and goes down to the end of my shoulder blades when I'm not wearing it up while my eyes are a golden red making me look like I am a part of the monsters side. You see people dont like me and often assume that I am part of the monsters.

Oh right I should explain what the monster side is. Our town lives on the barrier between the humans and monsters meaning that on Halloween the barrier is weaker and the monsters come flooding into our town but they only do it at night so we have time to prepare. Though it is weird that they wait until the sun goes down to come into our town. Oh well I'll think about it later.

I am 17 and I am taller than the normal 17 year old aiding in the peoples thoughts about me being a part of the monsters' side. I am also slender but not too slender to be abnormal , Thank goodness,. Oct. 31st is the day I always wear dark clothes so that monsters think that I'm a ghost and they know not to mess with me after what happened last Halloween. I start to smirk scaring the people inside the store with me for you see I am buying a new dark hoodie because my last one was destroyed last Halloween. When I Finally, showed the monsters not to mess with me. I see a jacket that looks like it was made in a rush there are bits of dark purple and blue along with black spread all over the hoodie and it also looks to have stitches on the shoulders. I love it. I grab it along with a pair of black leather leggings checking the price on both 10 dollars!for both! Yes! I walk to the checkout and the cashier looks at me smiling,

"Your last one was ripped to shreds, wasn't it?" he says I smile sheepishly and nod saying

"Yeah they took the remains to so I couldn't stitch it back together, stupid werewolves" while grumbling the last part. He laughs. This is one of my best friends, his name is Alex Work he has dark brown hair with big brown eyes making him kinda look like a Bambi or a baby deer. Alex also has a darker skin tone than everyone else as he is from out of town making him the best, best friend ever he also identifies as gay so best. friend. ever. but he doesn't talk about it or openly show it anyway, Alex tells me,

"The church said that they want to get rid of gears and catch up to other societies"

"Oh, really, why?" I respond and question.

"They think that we're falling too far behind the other societies"

"That is stupid because technically we are ahead and behind at the same time" I respond looking at the clock seeing that it is 4:48. "Well I have to go bye Alex"

"Bye Kara." he responds

I run home. My house is two stories tall and my room is on the top floor. My mom's room is on the bottom floor. The house is also a pale gray, terrible color for everything that is going on here. Right now I am trying to see if the bastard that calls himself my "father" is home or not. You might be wondering 'why did you call your dear old dad a bastard?' well, that is because my "Father" is an abusive, selfish, drunken, old, BRAT!!, and just,and!! he keeps confusing me for mom he should know by now our time tables to get home I get home around 5:00 and mom gets home around 3:00. Is the bastard that drunk he cant tell that I have white hair and Gold eyes and that mom has Black hair and green eyes. I can smell the unmistakable pungent, horrid smell of alcohol surrounding my house his car is here to ,great just great, I walk in. and I hear him hitting mom.

To be Continued