Nothing like a drama filled, swamp short smelling hormone dilapidated building to call the safest place around. But it is what it is, anything is better than being around that thing. Telltill High School, home of the flaunting foxes, what a total run down of a school. One side of the building is nearly covered in debris and grime from all the years of not cleaning it, and on the other side is near busted out windows from all the rocks thrown at it by children of the ages, what a royal palace.
But to me it's a sanctuary, a place where I've never uad any distraction or disturbance from the monster. I know it sounds childish, but that thing does scare me, it always has and a part of me thinks it always will. It's just been such a anchor piece of all my problems, if I didn't see that thing every night I could sleep soundly, and be at school well rested, maybe if I didn't see it, maybe Mom wouldn't be so tired all the time. I just wish that for one night I didn't see that dreadful thing.
As I started walking up the makeshift, broken stairs of the school, I heard someone yell "Oh Martin!" "Oh Martin!"
It was Cierra, one of my best friends.
She was the same age as me, with strawberry blonde hair and perplexing yellow eyes. She always was peppy and giddy. And here again like every school day, she would walk straight to me and give me a "How do you do Marty?"
I absolutely hated being called that, anybody else and they would have a piece of my mind and then some. But Cierra was different, she never said it in a aggressive way.
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The Beast Within
FantasíaMartin is just a normal kid, in a normal school, with a normal life, and everyday was just another bland experience, until one day he seen something... different, something in his room, watching him, and then he starts to notice strange noises and p...
