Mrs. Weinland - The Evil Within. Chapter 1
With my friends I walked through the halls of MJHS. We recalled our past, but, we spoke in our tongue, as we did not want our secret revealed.
Nobody knows. No one. They do not sense what lies within when darkness falls yet evil rises. They do not know what is going on inside of our very souls. We are gradually becoming more powerful. With each step I take, I feel certain amount of positive energy flowing in from the cuff of my foot to my ankle, my spine and throughout my entire body. I have seen very few with the same gift as I. They go by the name Aaron, Chris, Gary, and Cole. Chris and I go back a while. I have been friends with him since the sixth grade. Gary, Aaron, and Cole I met last year. What do we call ourselves, you wonder..If I told you that, I would have to kill you. It was the first day, and it was band class. I had it at the time with only Gary and Chris. But I knew something was wrong. I sensed bad, bad energy. It was horribly terrifying. I had never before felt this kind of ki. "Udeday, oday ouyay ensesay atthay," Chris had said. I didn't respond. I wasn't crazy. I wasn't the only one that sensed it. He had sensed it to. "Esyay; Iyay eelfay ityay."
That was our tongue. It was a gift that only those who had the powers hidden inside could decode that. Anybody who can read those sentences has the gift. There is also another tongue we learned later on during that year. "Fopucopkop yopou." That was for those with the extraordinary gift that could see past the first language.
Back to the hideous creature: Mrs. Weinland. She was horrible. She punished students with her rude and nasty ways. She took students' lunch period away, sometimes even taking sections at a time. I have not witnessed with my eyes the cruelty of her punishments, but I have heard stories. The petrifying stories of people being beaten in the back rooms. I saw they had bruises and scrapes. Everywhere. It was ghastly. I had longed to see what appalling consequences I would undergo if I made due the worst possible cause for the worst possible effect. I wanted to test my strength someday.
Someway...
With my friends I walked through the halls of MJHS. We recalled our past, but, we spoke in our tongue, as we did not want our secret revealed.
Nobody knows. No one. They do not sense what lies within when darkness falls yet evil rises. They do not know what is going on inside of our very souls. We are gradually becoming more powerful. With each step I take, I feel certain amount of positive energy flowing in from the cuff of my foot to my ankle, my spine and throughout my entire body. I have seen very few with the same gift as I. They go by the name Aaron, Chris, Gary, and Cole. Chris and I go back a while. I have been friends with him since the sixth grade. Gary, Aaron, and Cole I met last year. What do we call ourselves, you wonder..If I told you that, I would have to kill you. It was the first day, and it was band class. I had it at the time with only Gary and Chris. But I knew something was wrong. I sensed bad, bad energy. It was horribly terrifying. I had never before felt this kind of ki. "Udeday, oday ouyay ensesay atthay," Chris had said. I didn't respond. I wasn't crazy. I wasn't the only one that sensed it. He had sensed it to. "Esyay; Iyay eelfay ityay."
That was our tongue. It was a gift that only those who had the powers hidden inside could decode that. Anybody who can read those sentences has the gift. There is also another tongue we learned later on during that year. "Fopucopkop yopou." That was for those with the extraordinary gift that could see past the first language.
Back to the hideous creature: Mrs. Weinland. She was horrible. She punished students with her rude and nasty ways. She took students' lunch period away, sometimes even taking sections at a time. I have not witnessed with my eyes the cruelty of her punishments, but I have heard stories. The petrifying stories of people being beaten in the back rooms. I saw they had bruises and scrapes. Everywhere. It was ghastly. I had longed to see what appalling consequences I would undergo if I made due the worst possible cause for the worst possible effect. I wanted to test my strength someday.
Someway...