The Spawn of Arthropoda

The Spawn of Arthropoda

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"My name is Erica, and I was five when my mother was murdered in front of me, and vanished into thin air." "He bends down and flips my wrist to where my marking is located. He peers into my eyes, sinking his black eyes into my soul. He puts his face in front of mine, four inches apart, then in a menacing voice he snarls 'Happy birthday, Erica!' He tips his head back then cackles hysterically." (Quotes from chapter one)
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"I don't want you seeing him anymore, okay?" I yelled, the argument heated quicker than I thought. I didn't like the way Travis treated her, even if she was drunk when she texted him. They were both to blame but he has always been insane to begin with. "What is your problem, Max?" Her voice was harsh and sad and annoyed and angry. I couldn't take my eyes off of hers, so full of hate and anger they scared me. And that's when it happened. I felt the jolt of force as the two cars collided and the pressure of the airbag in front of me. A scream of agony came from Erica beside me and panic started to set in. But it was too late to do anything, the world around me started to fade out into black and the only sound I heard was her scream. What have I done? Everything was fine, it was perfect once, but not anymore. Not after that night.

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