User:0DeathlyJewels0

There once was a girl, only 13. "She is crazy!!" They say... But really, she was only herself.

Treasure
The story of the girl: I sigh looking out the car window. I look at the sunset. It was getting dark. "Why don't they like me, mom?" I ask with curiosity. She sighs. "Because you are different. That's always best, you're perfect the way you are and don't let anyone say different." I smile. It was the best thing I was told in a long time. They called me crazy and the said I was insane. Just because of my precious name. The way I looked it was absolutely normal. I was like the rest, so why was I such a big mess?

February 17th....  It was the start of a new school, a new life. As we got out of the car, I seen some guys sitting outside under a tree. They walk up to me. "HI. I'm Jask. And this is my brother Louie." He said introducing themselves. I look down in disbelief. "I'm Treasure." I mumble. Jask smiles. "Beautiful name for a beautiful girl." My face started to get hot. "Well, we'll see you around." Before he left, he kissed my cheek. I watched them walk away. We lived in a 2-story white house with fresh cut grass. As I take the last box to my new room, I begin to taste blood. "Oh no..." I felt fear. I knew where this lead too. Death. Just plain death!! My stomach began to twist.. I tried to push the feeling away, but I couldn't. Is this what they meant by "Crazy"?? I felt tears streaming down my face.

I woke up.. In the woods. My clothes were torn and bloody. I knew I killed someone. I look around. "Louie..." I whisper. I rush towards the kid. "No. No. No. No!!" I started to cry. "Jask is never gonna know... I have to.." I felt myself going mad. "Jask..." I scrambled around the woods looking for him. I didn't kill him. I... I didn't. I was shocked. As I started to walk out of the woods I was trying not to get caught with the bloody clothes... So I found something sharp and cut myself all over to say I was beaten by some people.

The next day, the found Louie's body. They called it some kind of monstrous thing. I was it. I always knew I was different, when I had those "feelings" I got aggressive and someone ended up dead or missing... I turn into a beast. My eyes turn red and the white of my eyes get black. My teeth are like small razors... I didn't want to. I wanted to die! I didn't want to be this way. But, once I was tired to be killed, I just didn't feel pain. I remember that. Everything else is a blank memory.

A terrible fate has crossed the world, ripping people apart. A unknown monster is only a teenager. Death has parted your way.... Do... Not... Get... Scared.... Once your found and it smells fear.... You become it's next victim... Will you live?