Crys: It's Haard to Keep a Secret

by Karissa (KIRA) Uh... Who Am I? in a hissy fit and screaming like a kid

Later that day, when me and Devon was walking home, I was trying very hard not to ask the burning question in my head. Why did you like me Devon? I'm nothing. My heart was split in two sides and they were battling it out. I felt like throwing up. "You okay?" I turned to look at Devon. "Yeah," I managed. I walked ahead, and ran the rest of the way, to my room. I heard his door shut, and took out the key to the SC. I closed the door behind me and locked it. Then I took out my skecthpad and started drawing. I didnt know what was on my mind, and I wasnt paying attention.

I guess I was redrawing a dream I had last night. When I finished and took a look at it, I practically screamed in horror. It was Angel, headless in a small deep-freezer. I felt like throwing up again. I unlocked the door, tore the picture from the sketchpad, and went to Devon's room. After endlessly banging on the door, he opened up. "Whats up with that?" he asked when I showed him the picture. "I dont know," I answered, looking down. "I had something on my mind, and I dont pay any attention to what I draw. When I looked at it, I almost screamed." My phone was vibrating. "Hello?"

"Hello. This is Vevon General Hospital, and it is concerning your friend."

I winced, knowing that the sinking feeling was getting stronger.

"Angel Mason has turned up missing."

I dropped the phone, and Devon picked it up. After a few minutes of talking, he hung up and handed the phone to me. I pocketed it. I looked at the drawing more closely. I recognized the place. I grabbed Devon's hand and started running. "Whats going on?" he asked. "I know where this place is!" I answered.

We stopped at my old house. The one I left two years ago. the sinking feeling was so strong that I had to grab my stomach. Ignoring Devon's "What's wrong?" I walked in. I headed to the kitchen, where the deep freezer was located. I gasped as I saw blood covering the floor. "What happened here?" Devon asked calmly. I walked to the deep freezer. I opened it, then ran to the sink and threw up. Angel's body was in there, her eyes wide in fright, her head on top of her body.

Note: I actually felt queasy writing this chapter. It popped into my head and I had to type it down. This feels more like a horror story than fantasy. I feel kinda awkward writing this. It's something my best friend would write. UGH!