Why? Why? Why?..........Am I in a dream........No.......This can't be!
I looked at my dark brown hands and saw death. Death. Blood came roaring, screaming my name. Im not human. No. Im a monster. A monster they call Julie. Julian Roberts.
I heard foot steps in a nice and steady beat.
" Julian Roberts..." Someone in the shawdows said.
" What are you doing here. You shouldn't be in the basement on your own! "
It was my brother. Burgly Roberts. He has dark skin and had brown eyes. His hair was tough, it was thick as wool. He is the only one who gives me good dreams, he was my only hope.
" You know those creatures are still out there. Julie, come on. Its time to eat!" Burgly said excited.
He took my hand. I snatched it right back.
" Whats your problem? Ever sense Pappa and Mama died you have been stubborn !" he said frustrated like.
" Look at my hands Burgly.....I killed father! It was me who killed mama! Im a monster!"
He looks at my hands confused. He sighed and walks towads me.
" Your not a monster.....Dang it!............Look you had uh uh.....Your imagining things!
I start to cry on my brothers sholders.
" Egh egh, you'll be fine after you eat aunts homemade potpie,"
Burgly punches me on the arm and smiles. We started too walk home and I started to laugh.
" WOOP! There it is! " Burgly said.
YOU ARE READING
Ten years of age
KurzgeschichtenOne girl who faces the traumatic moments during her ten years of living. During her tenth year she is trying to overcome her fears and figure out who she really is. Will she be able to succeed in that goal or will she transform and turn into a monst...
