Snow

The full moon was out and surrounded by silver stars. A cold wind blew, playing with my violate hair and making trees dance. Snow and ice covered the concrete floor, patches around my dead body tinted red. Blood seeped through the lacerations that covered me, staining my pure white jeans and pale yellow top with blood. An old oak loomed above me, the occasional lumps of snow falling from the leaves landing on my body. Only half an hour has past, yet I’m already half buried.1

Two deadly red eyes studied at me from the bushes, making sure I was actually dead. Not just faking. Though it I would have needed a miracle to survive the beasts’ attack, a miracle I had already used up that day. Maybe if I wasn’t so selfish I would have survived, though maybe not. God never really chose my side, or just never paid enough attention to me to notice when I truly needed help. Finally the beast stalked away, disappearing into the shadows, hungry to find another victim. The memory still plays in my mind how I died, the more I remember it, the more I wished I listened to that old lady people called crazy. She wasn’t crazy; she was wise in her own twisted way. 2

I snuck out of the house at one in the morning, and headed towards the park. I would finally get to meet him again after three years. The old lady that lived down the road from me was sitting in her front garden knitting and singing Hello by Evanescence. Even though she was old, she sounded just like her. I stood a few metres away so I could listen; I loved listening to the lady sing, though she does half scare me. Once she finished I started to walk away but stopped when she called my name.3

“Kia, he is not what you think; to go any further will be a death wish.” She whispered, though her voice filling every corner of my mind. I ignored her and carried on walking; she was crazy and knew nothing. How I was wrong. As I walked it started snowing gently, a small smile crept onto my face, as I danced and twirled in the snow. I was exultant, finally getting to meet him again, and on such a beautiful night. 4

‘Kia, he is not what you think; to go any further is a death wish.’ The old lady’s words repeated themselves over and over in my mind, taking my happiness away. She was old, crazy and knew nothing, I kept saying in my mind but those words wouldn’t fade. Suddenly I felt like something was watching me, snapping my head round I saw nothing. Just trees, falling snow - and shadows. Shadows that shouldn’t have been there.5

Reluctantly I carried on walking, telling myself that it was just my eyes playing tricks on me. I started laughing after a while, a laugh that had no reason. I was nervous and wanted to hide it, but hide it from what exactly?6

Soon I was at the meeting place, but he wasn’t there. I looked at my watch; I was already ten minutes late. Maybe he had left? Or never came in the first place? No he was there, but he wasn’t what I was expecting. Unknowing of what lurked in the darkness, I sat on the bench, head in my hands. A rustling noise came from behind me, but I paid no attention to it. To absorbed in my tears that flowed down my cheeks. The sound came again, and this time got my attention. I turned round to come face to face with two bright red eyes. 7

I screamed as it lunged at me, but managed to jump out of the way. It striked again this time it’s claws managing to swipe my arm. Screaming in pain I fell to the ground as its teeth tore into my ankle. Desperately trying to get away flailing my arms and legs, hoping to hit or push the monster away. It attacked again, leaving a one inch gash across my stomach. My arms and legs stopped moving as the it started to tear and claw at me, all I could to cry was and pray to god. Then it was over, as it slit my throat with its claw I felt one last twinge of pain and it was over. 8

I shook my head as I stared at my dead body, sitting in the tree above it I watched how one last clump of snow fell and completely covered my body. The moon was still out and stars still shined innocently. It amazes me how they can make me smile no matter what happens, though now that my body is dead I might be able to start a new life. And hopefully not make the same mistakes.9

Smirking slightly I stood up and stared at the sky before jumping down next to the body. I will no longer call her my body, for that she is not. Kia is dead, and as you can see I’m alive. Otherwise I would not be talking to you now, would I? I started walking, deciding to go pay some old lady a visit. Maybe she’ll sing that song for me? Though I highly doubt it, her time has nearly come.10

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