I was running frantically. I tried to run faster. But my legs were not cooperating, stupid legs. I was being chased by a deadly…bull? No, no it seemed like a man but with a bull for a head… sounds crazy? Yes my whole life is crazy. A dyslexic teenage girl with terrible blushing issues who often gets chased by extra large bulls(or bull men, whatever) and snake ladies. I had a fatal encounter with the snake ladies just a week earlier. But everyone around me acted normal. Why was I the only one seeing things? Why couldn't my life be like a normal kid? I am used to getting into trouble, but being chased by bull men? That's something that doesn't happen every day. But yes, it does happen once in a while.
I too had a normal life, when my gran was alive. I used to go to school, do my homework, get good grades and spend my time like a normal kid. My gran, god, she was lovely. She used to tell me about my mom. My mom was a army commander. I was told that she was beautiful, strong and very very brave. But I have never seen her in real life cause, she is dead. Well, now that matters so little because presently I am getting closer to being dead.
I could see the bull….whatever that thing was….getting closer. I was panting and gasping for air. My legs were about to give in, when I saw a girl standing at a distance. I could only see her silhouette. Wait, was that really a girl? She was really tall and very muscular for a girl. I ran towards her, even though that was not a choice but the only way I had. As I got closer, I could get her image. It looked as if she was waiting for me, like she was expecting me. And the worst of all, she had a spear in her hand. An actual spear used in combat. Now what was this? Isn't it enough that I am already being chased by a…whatever that thing was. I didn't have any other way. The street in which I was running was completely deserted except for the three of us. I just ran. Now I could see the girl's mouth twisting into a smile, it was friendly. What was happening? Why couldn't anything make proper sense? The girl was wearing an orange T shirt, a pair of worn out jeans. The girl took a step toward me, caught me by my shoulders and kinda sheltered me behind her. This was completely insane. Couldn't she see that thing? Or was she crazy? I opened my mouth to shout. But within a fraction of second, she lunged at that thing. I was totally freaked out. She hit that thing with the back of her spear. She fought the monster with such talent that my mouth hung open. She was a born warrior, specially designed to fight. She tackled the monster with great efficiency. She finally pierced her spear on that creature's chest. I wanted to scream but I just choked. It all happened in front of my own eyes. I saw that thing dissolve into golden dust. What was happening? I knew I was going to faint. I couldn't believe what I saw. The girl turned and marched towards me. Her brown hair was pulled back into messy braid. But she looked beautiful, so much beautiful. I fell in love with her. Well, not literally but I really admired her more than anyone. my legs started to tremble. She approached me, smiling. That was the last thing I saw before I passed out. I heard her say her name as she came closer. Clarrise La Rue. And then, my vision became blurry and I collapsed.