What Are You?

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"Veronica... We need to leave, now!" His grip grew stronger on my wrist. He tensed up and started stuttering.

I looked over at the boy on the ground. His forehead was bleeding.

He must hate blood or something.

"VERONICA! WE NEED TO LEAVE!" He started yelling.

I got more scared. Why does he need to yell about a little blood?

I don't even know if I want to leave with him. How can I trust anyone anymore?

He got up and punched the tree. He left a dent in it. Is that even possible??

He looked at me. What I witnessed terrified me. Never have I met such a human being like him.

His eyes... They were dark like the devil took over his body. Not only were they dark. They were red.

I was so scared I could barely move. My hands started shaking. I tried standing up only noticing I can't move.

Fear started taking over me. The wet tears fell down my cheeks. The words I've been trying to say finally came out.

"What the hell are you?!"

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