This is the next chapter in My Life in soul eater. And , thanks for all the encouraging and messaging. It makes me happy that people message me and help me get over my writers block. Hope you like this.
I tried to sleep, but I kept seeing that man stare at me hungrily. I curled up under my blankets and cried until my throat hurt. I then kicked off the covers on me and sat up. I put on a red shirt, a black hoodie, and a deep black pair of pants. I slipped on my black converse over my bare feet and walked over to my window. I looked out and saw that the moon was casting enough light that I could see the sidewalk and buildings. I opened it and jumped out of the window and called my skateboard, Star, and hovered down to the ground. I sent her back to where ever she came from and walked along the sidewalk, thinking about how cowardly I had acted. I was by the park now, so I walked to a park bench and sat down. I was a little cold, so I rubbed my arms to keep in my body heat. "Why are you out so late?" I jumped and turned around to see who had spoken behind me, expecting a rapist again, but saw only Soul. "Oh, hey, Soul. Sorry I jumped, it's just that earlier today I was almost raped and I'm a little jumpy." Soul came over and sat by me, but he was completely on the other side of the bench. I almost asked him why he wouldn't sit close to me, but remembered I hadn't but my ears or tail in before I went for my walk. They were out, and Soul didn't like them. "I have to get back home now. See you at school." I got up and started running. I didn't care where I would end up; I just wanted to get away from the heartache Soul caused. I kept running for 20 minutes, until I tripped on something and fell face first into sand. I looked up from the ground and saw that I had ended up in the desert. My ankle throbbed, so I looked back at it and saw that it was twisted at a weird angle. I curled up into a ball and sobbed gut-wrenching sobs that would have made even the toughest of men feel sad. Finally after a good amount of time crying, I lifted my head and moved into a sitting position. I was in a hole in the middle of the desert, and nobody knew where I was. I reached into my pocket to pull out my cell phone and call my dad or Kidd, but realized I left my phone at the house. I called Star and she popped up in front of me. I tried to stand up so I could get on and go home, but as I tried to put weight on my throbbing ankle, I screamed out in pain.