A New Town

Ruby Spencers

"Dear diary,

It is currently day 206 since it has wiped out the town. Usually, days are cold and dark but today felt better. I made my daily trips to the park in the sun, as I thought about the days where the park was filled with kids. Not a single open spot to play but now, like a disease, it has all been taken away. Maiden Rose was a beautiful town and I would say it stay the same but without our people, it has lost its beauty."

As I sat at my office desk alone reading this part, I wouldn't dare go any further. Living in Maiden Rose it has its stories to tell but this one got me thinking. It was written by Angelic Parker in 1986. I wonder if it was the reason for all these murders. In the middle of all this, I get a call shocking me and waking me from my thoughts. I answer it shakingly. "Hello?"I speak into the phone, confused has who would be calling the office at 11 pm. The voice seemed to crack like an old voice. "Hello, sorry I am calling at such a late time but I couldn't help but ask to speak to Mrs. Ruby Spencer?". The room fell silent as I couldn't get the words to fall out so I lied, "Sorry she is unavailable at the moment. Would you l-" In the middle of my sentence a cold dark breath took over. I will never forget what he said next "Running from your problems as always. You might have been able to escape the death of your daughter but not me." I slammed the phone back down as I shook in my chair, tears began to roll down my face. Nobody knew about that since I moved states. This must be stopped.

I woke up to my alarm screaming in my face. I turned over and shut it off. I sat there lying peacefully in my bed. The cold sheets laid against my body as I breathe softly. I couldn't stop thinking about what the man had told me. He is right I did run away, I was too scared to face the fact that she was gone. She was all I had. The only thing that kept me going and it is now gone. Her name was Ella Spencer, my daughter, and she was only six-years-old when it all happened. I remember hearing her sweet laughter as she went down the slide of her favorite playground. She called out my name as I smiled. I turn away for just two seconds and everything was gone when the gunshot went off. I felt my tears run down my cheeks and hit my pillow. I needed to get up and get this off my mind. As I stood up, I thought about going for a run as that always seemed to help. I got dressed and put on my shoes and stepped outside. I slowly walked down the steps as I just got done from recovery. A while back, while on the job, I broke my ankle, and just the other week I got off crutches. My doctor said it was well enough to run so I'd be okay. 

I started my run slowly, at a jogging pace, because I didn't want to worsen my ankle. I moved to Maryland after the incident with my daughter. I was trying to think if there is anyone who could have found me here. I didn't feel like thinking about it so, I just ran until my legs burned. It's what I did when I felt this way. I will run and run until I can't feel anything but pain. It's unhealthy because I'm already underweight but that didn't stop me. I kept running. I was drowning in my thoughts. Maybe I do run from my fears.

~Author's Note: Hey guys, sorry for not writing but here's a new story I've had stuck in my head. Love y'all~