The heat of the sun hitting my bare shoulders was becoming a pain, I knew I was burnt. Perfect, just what I needed,
something else to ruin my holiday.
I should explain, my name is Kathryn and I live with my mum and my annoying 11 year old sister. We don't live in a huge house, just a small two bedroomed terraced house. My sister is such a pain, she doesn't clean her half of the bedroom, so mum makes me clean it, she messes up the living room, and guess what, I have to tidy it to.
It's the start of the summer holidays and that means no school. Now for some that's great but for me that's torture, I can't see my friends everyday, instead i'm stuck at home, in boring old Bangor.
At the minute the weather has finally cleared up and i'm lying outside enjoying what sunlight there is, i'm ignoring Grace,my sister, i've got my ipod on just to drown out the sound of her playing with her football.
My life is boring, i'm almost 17 and nothing remotely memorable has happened to me. I always wished that something life changing would happen, to get away from all of this, to give my life some meaning.
All these great writers write stories about teenagers having hidden abilities, or have magic, or people being turned into Vampires or Werewolves but I unfortunately live in the real world where nothing like that happens.
"Kathryn, would you empty the dishwasher please," I heard as I turned off my ipod,
"K, i'm coming," I said miserably, though secretly glad to get out of the sun.
I miss my dad, he comes and see's my sister and I whenever my mum goes to work, but that's only for a few hours every other night. Sometimes I still cry myself to sleep wishing my parents would get back together, but tears won't fix anything. Now when I say it all like this my life really does seem boring, and you can see why I want something amazing to happen.
"Kathryn, i'm going to go out to a friends house for a while and I might be back late, would you look after your sister for me?"
"Sure, fine i'll be upstairs on my laptop anyway, and probs will still be sleeping when you get back."
"Can you make sure the living room is half way decent for when I get back, please Kathryn it would be a great help."
"Whatever, i'll see you in the morning then."
I drag my feet up the stairs to get my laptop and to lie on my bed and do absolutely nothing. Again.
Recently some guy was killed and they haven't caught the murderer yet so just in case some crazy killer wants to come into the house i'll check downstairs every hour or so.
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I woke up gasping in my bed, sweat dripping from my face, another nightmare. When I was younger I used to have nightmares of a man in a long black trench coat and black sunglasses. He killed a lot of people in my nightmares and I watched every detail, and the thing that creeped me out the most, was that I felt like I knew this man and was compelled to watch him murder innocent people. The way the killing went it was almost as if he was instructing me on how to kill. When I woke I couldn't remember what he looked like or who he killed, the images were always blurry. They gradually decreased from having one everynight to having maybe one every few months until they stopped all together. I asumed the man was dead, and soon thought nothing of it, brushing it off as my imagination.
This would be the first one in years, but it felt different than the others, like I knew how he was going to kill and what method he would have used. The thing is the images are less blurry more like a camera lens out of focus, but unlike the others I remember the last words he said to me,
"You are nearly ready, my daughter."
So yeah of course i'm freaked out. I made my way downstairs trying not to make a sound, to check on my sister, and something feels wrong, the lights in the living room are off and so is the t.v, its only half ten she wouldn't have gone to sleep yet.
I press my hand to the wall to switch on the lights and it's wet, I flick the switch, and stare around the room, there is blood everywhere, furniture upturned, paper scattered around the room suddenely I feel a sharp pain at the back of my head, and then everything goes black.