Let me just tell you this,

Pizza Delivery trucks are not a reliable mode of transportation.

I got twenty miles at the most before it overheated and I had to pull over. So here I am, just Steve the delivery boy walking down an old abandoned dirt road on the outskirts of New York N.Y. praying that I'm going the right way.

When I'm nervous, having a really bad day, or things just keep seeming to not to go my way, music relaxes and calms me down. Since I didn't have my iPod with me I decided to be my own music.

So there I was, taking strong strides, slambing my feet to the dirt ground to the beat of my whistling. When I got past that part I did the electric slide to the left and started singing like the total goofball I am.

"I don't need to try

and control you.

Look into my eyes.

I own you.

With the moves

Like Jagger.

I got the moves

Like Jagger.

I got the

Mo-o-o-o-o-oves

Like Jagge-" My singing died in my throat when I heard this deep growling. I gulped, my hands started shaking uncontrollably, and my palms grew sweaty with fear. I slowly turned around and ten feet away in the bushes I saw this giant ten foot dog that was black as night, I wouldn't of seen it if it wasn't for the full moon. The Dog's growl got deeper and more threatening.

It's glowing red eyes not breaking eye contact. It snarled bearing a mouth full of fangs. I did the first thing that came to mind, I screamed like a girl gripping onto the pizza box for dear life, spun around and took off running at full speed, hoping to leave that overgrown laberdoodle behind.

Being chased by a 10 ft dog is not something I ever thought I'd do but here we were. I was still screaming and running as fast as I could but the fucking dog was gaining on me. He was ten feet behind me now and I knew I'd have to face him soon. Hopefully whoever ordered this pizza won't mind it being delivered cold and covered in a not naturally over sized dog drool.

I looked through my backpack as I ran but I didn't have anything that I could defend myself with. Fuck.

The dog tackled me from behind. I rolled over and got a better look at the beast. He was definitely not a normal dog whatsoever . . . I've seen some creatures like this before, like, I saw this guy in a pinstripe suit with a beard and his eyes as gray as storm clouds. He yelled at this other guy who was wearing a ocean waves shirt, they were on the beach, but when stormy eyes screamed the ocean shirt guy got struck by lightening on a clear cloudless day. That's not the weird part. The guy stood up, raised his hands and then a giant wave came and soaked stormy eyes, even though it was low tide and high tide wasn't suppose to happen for a good five hours or so . . . I've also saw some other monsters I can't explain. There was a griffin, a giant 35 ft long golden snake I've heard about when we were studying Egyptology in Geography class,

a Giant 25 ft tall, a creature with 100 hands and a human face that changed every time he showed a different emotion, and one with one eye . . .

I can't remember the rest. But back then I wasn't attacked by them. I've been seeing monsters since I was 10, I'm 16 now. I never felt threatened before.

The dog was growling showing me how many fangs he had like he was saying that these would be the last things I saw before he ate me. And it probably would of if I hadn't pulled an axe out of a stump of where a tree used to stand and but through the creature where the sun don't shine. He whined in surprised and then disintegrated into nothingness, the only thing left was a pile of yellow powder. I dusted some off of me and picked up the pizza box continuing down the road.

Monsters are consistent as fudge. I was chased and killed probably 25 or more monsters on the way to the people who ordered the pizza. I ran up the grassy hill and didn't dare to look back. I sped up as I ran down hill. Just when I thought I had ditched the minotaur these creatures with bat wings and cleaning supplies like brooms and mops started going after me, harpies.

What's up with all these Greek monsters trying to kill me all of a sudden? I complained to myself and took off running like roadrunner from Looney Tunes.

I made it to the Cabin I was told to go to, the place looked like a normal summer camp to me only each cabin was different than the others. I knocked on the door repeatedly, "Come on come on come on come on." I knocked frantically watching the harpies coming closer and closer by the second, waving their cleaning supplies giving me death threats that said how easily they could kill me 10 different ways with a sponge. The door swung open and I saw a boy rufly a

year or two older than me, he had perfectly sun kissed tan skin with dark ravine black hair and memorizing eyes that went from sea blue to sea green like waves on the ocean.

"That will be ten dollars and fifty cents. Exact change is appreciated because by the time I have gotten out the change for you I'll be dead. And I'd very much rather stay alive." I said with a forced smile.