Featuring a teenage male called Bill that tries to escape from his village home called Subture.The village is cursed by an unknown man…You could find out easily as the story unfolds. He tries to escape to his uncle Adrians house for shelter.But will he make it? read it first in part 2…
It was one of the most beautiful evenings ever I had ever seen…the sun setting before your eyes…You will never see one like that even if you look for a million years. My eyes are getting heavy…They feel like a weight crushing some men resisting against a big block. But I couldn’t sleep! I promised Malaine That I would Stay awake.But, coincidentally I slept. The next day I woke up with the sun shining right in my eyes.
‘goodness me!, Still in bed? You know we have a big day tomorrow!’
‘Tommorow?’
Yes,silly! My sisters wedding remember?’
Oh,yeah…right’.
‘wake up sleepy bones!! urged Melaine.I wanted to but I just want to skip that wedding..how it irritates me. Last week, her brother’s..this week..her sister’s! How many more weddings can there be?! ‘Alright, I’ll wake up.. but don’t tell me there’s going to be another one next week’ said Bill, which was me. Melaine was a beautiful lady teenage..we met when we were in lunch at the school cafeteria. She accidentally spilled hot coffee on my lap, Yes… VERY HOT coffee. Well she made up to me so I decided to forgive her…She was staring at me..I could feel it.My head always feels heat when someone is staring at me. I looked up in a split second as if Tsunami’s had filled New York. That’s when I made a mistake putting my head up like that. well, she knew I was about to point my head up and look back at her. She already puckered her lips and kissed me..and so that was how we fell in love.
Those good memories were gone…as I spotted a man entering the village. He looks very stern, his face was a messy heap of wrinkles…though I couldn’t really make up how his face looked like. His robe was covering his face from anyone to look him in the eyes. Our village head was curious about the silence in the village. He went right in front of the man and started telling him he was “annoying”,”rude” and “shameful” for entering his village. He shouted at the man to get out but the man just stood still as if nothing happened. But before long, a long tentacle grabbed the village head and pierced his stomach. Leaving the village head a maggoty hole in his stomach. He pulled back his robe and revealed himself. It was a horror to look at him… he was a MONSTER!!! He started destroying the market and dragging some unlucky villagers away with him…and into darkness.Shouts and cries were heard all over the village. Melaine and I remained silent. we couldn’t do anything but hide…what about her sister? she was in the market before her wedding starts 15 minutes sharp. I pity her beautiful soul…And her husband..what a tragedy..I may not forget it…Or I may not live to tell the Tale.
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