• Chapter Two-The Grim Reaper

    It’s amazing isn’t it? That another weird, strange event can occur to a young, 15 year old girl, just after two weeks.

    Two weeks after Vanny came for his dinner, I was on my computer, working on my history report. I had to write about the American Revolutionary War. You know, like how it was caused, what happened, who the important people were, and how it was resolved. In other words, boring stuff that no one I know cares about. Suddenly, I saw something extremely fast move outside the window from the corner of my left eye. I went to go check the window, but all I saw was rain pouring down the sky and a couple flashes of lightening. I decided to go to the kitchen to ask my mother if she went outside or something.

    Once I entered the kitchen, I saw something in front of the fridge, it stood still. The thing or whatever it is wouldn’t move. If I were to identify who it was, I wouldn’t be able to because of the distance between us. I quietly moved forward three small steps. Then, I saw…my mother on the floor, she happened to be right near that…that THING! The thing was wearing black coat with a hood. The thing noticed I was there probably because I was gasping for air. The thing turned around. It was wearing a mask, covering its whole face, except for its dark, deep red eyes.

    The thing or whatever, made this sound as if cats were screeching.

    “Aaah! What the heck is wrong with you!? You know, I have neighbors!” That sound scared the cheese doodles out of me.

    “Ha ha. I could care less about you or your neighbors,” Of course, another guy who doesn’t care about anyone, but themselves.

    The thing continued, “Anyway, I’d like to introduce myself. I am the Grim Reaper. My boss who is in charge of the Dark Force wants me to kill you. I am truly sorry that your life has to end this way, but I must do what I was told. Oops! I just told a lie. I would never feel sorrow for a little rat like you. By the way, your mother, the only person who cared for you has been killed, so why would you still want to live?”

    “Look Mr. Grim Reaper, I love my mom, trust me, but I never said I wanted to discontinue my life. Though, I think I know whose life I want end.” I have never heard myself become so brave. I still didn’t have a beautiful, musical voice though. I started to run towards the phone, but then, Grim caught me. Unfortunately, he was faster than anything I have ever seen before. He was even faster than Jimmy in my Physical Education class.

    What he didn’t know was, that I was already near the phone and he only held one of my arms. I grabbed the phone as fast as I could and dialed, 911.

    “Hello, hello!? I need every one of your officers, if possible, to come down at 85 Creepy Hollow Street! This is a huge emergency! Come immediately!”

    “85 Creepy Hollow Street? I am at the wrong house! What!? My boss is going to kill me!”

    Then, I heard, “Whoever you are come on out!” I noticed the officers were the same exact officers that came here two weeks ago. Is that strange or what?

    Grim Reaper’s eyes were filled with tears. He knew his life was going to end and maybe, he did care about someone, his boss. He wanted to make his boss happy, but he made a mistake and failed on his mission.

    As tears were pouring down the Grim’s face, the officers shot him and his life ended.