CHAPTER 1

OUTCAST

Eowyn:

Rain bit at my pale face and stung in my eyes. I am soaked to the bone and freezing cold, shivering I looked up at the sky I could only see dark gray clouds with rain swirling in all directions. I looked back at the concrete pathway in front of me and I started to trudge along the cold path. I don't know why . . . I had no reason to live anymore I was rejected and outcast for being who I truly am. as I walked along I noticed what looked like a graveyard surrounded by a 5 foot black iron fence. in the graveyard it seemed as though ghosts and apparitions were dancing along across their own graves in the darkness.

CRACK!

lightning and thunder struck and in the flash of light I saw nothing in the graveyard. oh well, I thought I was passing into the underworld and when I would finally realize it I would look behind me and see my cold dead body laying on the ground.

Suddenly I heard something, it sounded like footsteps. slowly I looked behind me two dark figures were walking behind me, maybe 10 to 15 feet away from me at least for me that was far enough. I swear one of the figures looked kinda blue looking but regaining my senses I realized it was just my mind playing tricks on me, so I went back to trudging along the sidewalk. I looked back behind me and the figures had quickened their pace, I did so as well. feeling very afraid I started to run, I feared I would get kidnapped like when a child gets kidnapped and then the kidnappers chop off a finger from the child and send it to the parents, but if that happened to me my family wouldn't care in fact I bet they would be glad. now terrified I started to run at full speed, running for my life. behind me I could hear the figures start to run too, it sounded as though they were running very fast well one of them the others running sound went more like *wishk wishk wishk* odd. still running I started to feel weak and numb in my legs I couldn't continue anymore I slowed down and I stopped black started to roll into my vision. finally giving up, I lost hope of life and let it all fall into pieces crumbling out of my hands. I fell down on to the hard wet concrete, black was filling in but not before I saw the two figures stand over me saying something but no sound came out, then there was nothing.