Chapter 3 The Sunrise
She wore a short skirt that had shorts underneath them and a cute little top on. (A/N: I'm writing this in a hurry, so sorry for the bad description. You should know who it is anyway.)
She looked away from the girl and stared at the beach and its horizon. The sun had just started to come up making the sky look a deep wine red and a light purple. She turned back to her. She had come closer to her and looked into her eyes. "How did you get here? Are you here for a reason? What's your name?" She asked. *My name . . . What is my name?*
"I don't know. I woke up on this beach. I don't know anything." She replied answering the girls questions. "I see. You don't have anywhere to stay do you?" She asked. Before she could answer the girl replied, "Come lets go to my house and see what we can do for you." She turned around and started to walk towards her house.
She went to go follow her and stopped as she noticed, for the first time, a searing pain in her back. She reached her hand behind her back and looked at her hand. It was covered in deep red blood and sand from where she had been lying on the beach.
She slowly looked down and saw the blood soaked sand. Then she remember, "It was that creature that did this . . . ." She said quietly above a whisper.
The girl turned around to see that she had not been following her, "Come on! What are you waiting for, huh?!" She yelled. She looked back up at her and started walking as fast as her back would allow her. With every step she took it felt like someone was stabbing her repeatedly. Her vision began to blur as her head started to hurt. She could barely see anything anymore. All she could do was feel pain all over her. She took two more steps and fell to the soft, cold sand below.
A/N: *crying loudly* I can't stand it. Look how short this was. Mom had to take my brother and sister somewhere leaving me home alone with the computer. *Ssh! Make sure you don't say anything about it because last time I was caught on the computer added two more days to my restriction.* AND . . . . ANYWAY . . . . . It's not like you could tell her. You have no way to. I know I promised to make this one longer, but with a chance to write even a little bit makes me happy. Chapter 4, no matter what, WILL HAVE SIX PAGES NO MATTER HOW LONG IT TAKES ME!!!