Chapter 1

New

(1990)

I awoke with a daze- my head up to the stars. It was dark and my site was blurred, but I could make out the bumpy texture of brick. As I began to walk but tripped over something. It was Tara. Cameron was to her left from what I could tell. I didn't' know what to do, or what to think. I was cold-freezing was more like it, but on the inside.

"Tara…" I whispered. My voice was cracked and my throat was dry. I shook her. She awoke with a moan and reached for where it hurt.

"What the..." she said her voice as bad as mine. She grabbed her ankle. She pulled her hand back. It was covered in wet, red blood-and it smelt good.

My vision began to clear as did the cold that filled my insides. I could see pools of blood. There was one where Tara's ankle had been, one by Cameron's neck and another in the spot where my wrist was moments ago.

I turned to look over at Cameron. He was sitting upright rubbing his temples, moaning.

"Whoa…" he said, "I can see so clearly."

I looked up. Night appeared as if it had become day, only it wasn't. I could see the moon shining above us.

Cameron attempted to stand up but swaggered and hit the wall.

"Dork." I laughed at him.

"You personality hasn't changed much but you sure look different." said Tara. "We should go stay somewhere for the night."

"There's a motel down the street." Cameron said.

Cameron walked out the ally.

We were covered in blood. Because of this, we attempted to sneak around.

What would people think?

We made it to the old motel. The pant was chipping off and it was in need of major maintenance.

The manager hardly seemed to notice the blood when we rented a room.

When I got inside I walked past a mirror above the night stand. I stopped. I saw myself only it wasn't me. My brown eyes where somewhere in between a light green and red. My face looked different yet the same.

Tara and Cameron had the same look about them.

"What are we going to do about our parents?" I asked.

"Let's just stay here. We'll sleep on it." Cameron said.

"Can we at least eat?" Tara said. "I'm starving."

"Here…" Cameron said tossing me his candy bag. It landed with a thud on my lap. I took out a piece and ate it but before I could get very far with it I spit it back out.

It tasted bitter and very unpleasant. It was my favorite candy though.

"What's that smell?" Tara asked. It smelt sweet.

We followed the scent to the streets. When we arrived we realized it was blood.

That night we crept back to our houses. I looked probably for the last time at the sign above my house that had Jenningswritten on it-my last name. I stepped inside and grabbed a few personal items when I heard it. Thump, thump. Thump, thump. I couldn't resist.

There death was peaceful. I didn't mean to but I did. I left the house silently. I felt like I could cry but no tears would come out. I felt like I had been cursed and at first I was. My only family gone.