"It was a late October day , halloween now that i come to think of it. it started out like any other day my sister outside with my son as i cooked lunch... the ships appeared from nowhere terrified i called them both in... she came running with him in tow and we all together turned the t.v. on... the president was making a speech not to shoot... not to attack... that all females were potential targets in this one pick up... we didn't... we didn't understand at first... but, within a week later we found ones sigil carved into the door... from what we had been told it meant someone had been chosen in the household but, " the older woman sniffled..." my sister was the only one.. one of them had come and taken her... she was courted and taken within days... i couldnt stop him from taking her... i was warned if threatened he would level the entire city..." she coughed as her nurse Amber shifted in her seat. " after that one pickup if became rare... we didnt really see them anymore except once in a while when another female would be taken... their females had died out from a mysterious disease... and they came after ours when they realized we had close enough dna to reproduce their young ...i often wonder how my sister is... i guess she is okay... how old are you?" the elderly woman turned to look at Amber who spoke up " oh twenty six" the woman shook her head " i hope they do not come for you too" at that the woman turned and dozed off leaving Amber to wince and stand. she carefully closed the door behind her and made her way out of the hospital.
later that night she sighed as she got out of the shower. looking out her bedroom window she felt at sudden peace. her home was located an hour from her job just outside a small town in the north carolina smoky mountains. it was beautiful and her home was well away from the road. she then moved and layed down in her large bed dozing off. she awoke early the next morning to a noise of scratching on her front door. she moved slowly out of her room to the door holding her bat in her hand... who could that be so early.. what six in the morning? on a saturday? as she slowly unlocked the door she realized the noise has stopped. slowly opening it she felt bile rise in her throat and anger... she felt incredibly angry... at that moment she realized... one of them was courting her... the anger turned to dread as she stared at the sigil and then next to her door a massive skull. it was incredibly huge and she knew no human man could lift it. this wasnt a joke .picking up her phone she called the cops... what are the chances this would happen? sitting down she stared at the door and then the skull and slowly plopped her head against her door frame. well there goes her hopes of becoming a doctor...
well her was another idea not sure if imma keep it. suck at writing today.. toooooo tirreedddd... gosh pregnancy is a major B sometimes lol... no flaming.. my temper is really really short... should i keep this story?