Creature's Of The Night

Creature's Of The Night

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I slowly drifted off to sleep. I was in a dark room with my hands tied to a melt chair. It was boiling I felt like I was on fire, I was so warm that sweat was dripping off of me and leaving me soaking wet. Where was I? I couldn't see anything it was pitch black until a door opened revealing some light and a dark haired man that looked a lot like me with his jet black hair and extremely dark brown eyes that made me looked evil when I was mad, he had a beautiful golden skin tone with a very fit figure like mine also, I actually looked like him if I didn't know any better I would say we were brothers. "Where am I? Who are you?" I asked trying to break free of my chains. "Calm down Miles... I'm not going to hurt you, I would never hurt you" He said raising a hand. "Then why chain me up? and how do you know my name?" I asked pulling at the chains again. "I know a lot of thing's..." He paused for a moment then continued "Get used to it... being chained up once a month" He said in a soft tone. "What? Who the hell are you!?" I scream at him with that anger and confusion. "I'm... we have a mutual friend in common," He said with a smile, I felt like I knew him like I had seen that smile before. "Let me go!" I screamed pulling at the chains again. "Sure... all you have to do is wake up," He said leaving me confused. "Wake up!... wake up Miles! Wake up!" Jason's voice started to fill the room as it grew darker and darker. Miles Taylor was your average teenage boy. He played basketball, he did his homework every night like he supposed to even though he wanted to stay up late playing his Xbox with his friends. Miles is a shy boy, he isn't always brave but he does have his moment's... he has never been good at sports (at least that's what his coaches say's) he was never fast or strong but he did like to run... but what happen's when one night, one run changes his life forever.
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'No, he didn't'. I was so shocked by the turn of events. Everything was going fine and then suddenly boom, everything turned upside down. I just couldn't believe this. What did he think of himself? 'Leave me alone.' I said firmly but his hold on me was so strong. I was struggling to get out of his bear hold but to no avail. 'Oh!! So, the poor lady thinks that I will leave her alone and just let her go free?' He had that evil laugh and boy, his breath stank. 'Man, you just signed your death warrant and I will do one favour on you.' No one messes with me. 'Ooooh, I am so scared that I almost peed my pants.' Again that idiotic laugh. I counted till 5 and then kicked right in his balls. I turned around and grabbed his hair from roots, jerked them so badly and then gave my hard elbow shot on his chin. Everything happened so fast for one moment he was standing and the other lying on floor wiggling. I charged at him with my cheetah speed, picked up a wooden rod and started hitting him wildly, 'You idiotic stinky breath was trying to steal my backpack. You are so dead.' 'Favour, favour, favour.' He was screaming in pain just after few seconds and was panting hard. I picked my paste from my bag and threw at him, 'Brush your teeth.' I was fuming. I turned around and saw him standing wide-eyed, 'Hi, I am Scarlett.' I smiled showing my 32 teeth. 'I am scared.' His look puzzled me. Starting date- November 5, 2019 Completed on - May 23, 2020 All Rights Reserved.

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