A sigh echoed through the small dark room, a young man with messy brown hair sat at a desk by his bedroom window; he was beginning to look frustrated more and more by the second as he scrolled deeper into an art reference gallery on his laptop. ¨Kenny!” a young woman cheerfully yelled in a soft loving tone ¨lunch is ready!¨. ¨Coming!¨ he yelled back in a high raspy voice, he got up stretched then began heading towards the stairs; after closing his laptop, turning off his rooms light, and closing his window blinds. This young man is Kenneth Scott Johnson better known as Kenny, he´s fifteen and five eight in height, the second oldest in his family of five. He didn't really care for appearances, keeping his hair messy, a dark brown, growing his nails long; while wearing whatever he felt comfortable in. Once he reached the bottom of the massive flight of steps his tan gray skin was illuminated by the light; he then saw everyone already made their plates. Slowly Kenny walked into the kitchen to make his own. It was small but filling, he walked to the dining room table and sat next to his little brother Chase; Chase happily bounce up and down rattling the table and chair ,his hair short and spiky and skin with a dark vibrant tan and blue eyes, ¨hey hey Ken do you have anymore drawings!¨ he said excitedly. Kenny rubbed the five year olds spiky soft hair and said softly in his raspy voice ¨would you like to see them?¨,¨Yes please¨ Chase yelled immediately in excitement. Kenny rouse from his seat tucking in his chair underneath the victorian table, he began to head towards and up the smooth stone and wooden steps. He opened his bedroom door partially lighting up the shadowed room, walked over to his desk grabbed his sketchbook and favorite silver pencil, then stopped. He couldn't help but gain the feeling of being watched. He looked towards his window, the blinds were somehow opened. Making his way to close his curtains a shiver shot up his back, he stopped, ¨what the fuck..¨ he raspily mumbled to himself. On edge he tried his hardest to stay calm, but couldn't. If his window was somehow opened, that meant something or someone might be in his room. His heart racing at what felt to be ninety miles an hour he tried calming himself, breathing in, and out trying to slow his heart rate. ¨KENNY!¨ and young playful voice called out to him, Chase was getting impatient. Kenny continued to the steps, closing his door once again behind him. Once he reached the top of the steps an wave hit him causing him to become light headed; he began to rock back and forth then he feels what seems to be hands as they push him down. THUMP he falls forward bashing his head on the top steps cracking his nose, he continued to tumble down the steps. Then smacking his head on a side wall made of stone, all he saw was everyone frantically rushing towards him as he blacked out falling into the abyss.
He opened his eyes to see black surrounding his every move, he walked, ran, tried kicking but nothing just...black. Figures began to faze into view around him, he ran to one and touch their shoulder. It exploded into black then hundreds surrounded him, each one pale, boys and girls, children of all ages and size swarmed around him like moths to a light in the night. Each with a massive incomprehensible smiles on their faces, each one began to whisper louder and louder till they were screaming at him; telling him what to do what not to do different sides of stories lies rumors all about things he's done in the past and present. Falling to the ground on his knees he tried shielding the sounds by covering his ears and screaming louder than them. It didn't work he still heard them as clear as a crystal. It became worse, they began to taunt him picking fun at and from him. He had enough, clenching his fist grinding his teeth he swung at them beating them into the jet black ground; their faces beginning to contort from the blows turning into a frown. He laughed slowly gaining volume he grew louder, filled with anger hate and sadness. He began to yell with his laughter to the point he was gasping as well, his knuckles bloody from himself and the shadow children. He got up and looked over the sea of blood caused by him. He smiled, he was having...fun. A giant waterfall appears above his head and spilled over him the thick red crimson, mahogany pushed him into a red sea he held his breath trying to see. Something wrapped around his leg trying to pull him down he kick, squirmed, fought as hard as he could trying to get free, but it was too late he was taken into the depths.
He launched himself upward screaming and gasping for air, he began to calm down. After he looked around and saw he was around family. ¨Aww shit!¨ he winced in pain from the bright light of the room, he felt his head throb in pain ¨where am I?¨ he asked shielding his eyes from the light. ¨Your in the hospital sweety¨ his mother said hesitantly, she was wearing a sundress with a gray sweater over her shoulders; her blue eyes were brought out buy the mascara on the eyelids, her brown hair pulled back into a messy bun. ¨Are you ok ken ken¨ Chase said worried while sniffling ¨he´ll be ok he's strong¨ a familiar voice said from the corner of the room. Kenny then looked up fighting the pain to see who it was, his sister was standing in the corner of the room in blue jeans a breen flannel and loose shoulder length hair drooping to the sides of her face. ¨Hey Rebecca¨ Kenny replied calmly. ¨Don't hey Rebecca me mister” she yells “I get a frantic call from mom and dad saying you were launched off the steps with chase crying his eyes out in the background. What the fuck happened!?¨ Rebecca said with a tone of frustration. ¨I don't know¨ kenny replied lowering his head, a memory rouse to the front of his head ¨Something or someone pushed me!¨ his dad intervend frantically removing his coat revealing his red Tshirt ¨Someone pushed you!?”. He said in a concerned tone raising his voice closing the gap between hi and his wife. ¨It felt as if someone did, I swear I saw a shadow of someone as I was falling.¨ Kenny said nervously. ¨I´m sorry everyone but visitation hours have ended¨ said a young lady, a nurse, with black hair and a natural makeup look with a sweet voice, ¨we´ll come get you in a few day sweety, ok? They still have a few minor checkups they need to perform, ok.¨ Kenny's mother came and gave him a kiss on the head and waved while exiting the door. ¨here ken ken¨ Chased handed Kenny´s pencil wrap and black mixed media sketchbook, ¨bye bye¨ Chased said cheerfully hugging Kenny then leaving the door.
A few days passed and Kenny was released from the hospital, the doctor gave them a heads up that from the collision he had there may be some slight personality changes; mainly revolving around emotion control. They kept the warning in mind. As they left the building he felt...strange, like something was missing. He checked his bag, though he had everything, but the feeling didn't leave. Once he returned home with his family they all hopped out the blue van and headed towards the door it didn't seem right everything was the same, yet different, once inside he headed to his room threw down his bag and slammed himself down on the bed. Looking up at the ceiling in complete silence. Closing his eyes he listened to the sounds of the wind within the trees as the branches of the pines scrapped at the side of the house he slowly closed his eyes. Hours passed, then he heard something, something weird within the woods. His eyes shot open in surprise, running down stairs grabbing his switched blade slipping it into the back pocket of his military green cargo pants. Once he reached the bottom he ran to his father asking if he could go outside, his father nodded in consent his black hair waving hen giving a thumbs up. He ran outside to investigate the strange sound. Running to the back of the house he headed toward the thick greenery, massive sturdy trees were seen for miles with no noticeable end; he knew these woods well, constantly hanging out towards the lake within with his best friend Oliver. Kenny began to head down the path they created, fifteen minutes later he found a shack, his shack the small hang out they made. Searching around the area ears opened for any strange sounds like the one he previously heard. A note, it was left crumpled up maybe five feet away from the shack. Hesitantly he picked it up and began to read ¨you can't hide forever...Kenneth Johnson¨ he got up becoming stiff he was on guard; he knew something was going on that he was the center of. A rabbit appeared not far from him, the feeling returned, he slowly lowered himself to his hands and feet and crawled towards the shrubbery; SNAP! Silence filled the forest, then laughter, his hands drenched in crimson with a small blade showered as well. He began to rip open the rib cage of the small creature, he first grabbed the large intestine pulling to view how far it would stretch, not far it seemed. He held the now bloodied corpse and launched it into the forest, then he heard the strange sound again, he stop movement of his bod and laughter. Something large fetched the rodent he threw and you could here it snarl and rip the body. He began to slowly walk through the shrubs, it was.. Black with a large tail and and ears large talons and strong jaws. The being looks up at him licked the blood off its snout then began to wag is tail. A dog, but why was it out here? He began to grab his phone slipping it into his hand pressing the screen with his bloody fingers for the camera, he took a picture of the dog then licked the blood from his phone screen and case before sticking it back into his pocket. The dog began to approach him, then began to lick his hands cleaning the free from his flesh. CRACK, a branch breaks not far from behind them, the dog began to growl ferociously the person in a massive black coat jeans began to panic and ran deeper into the woods. Kenny began to wonder what he should do, they saw something they shouldn't’ve. The feeling came back for the third time that day, he ran stepping on fallen logs and twigs almost tripping a few time through the run he caught up to the person tripping them as they began to run again; they smacked their chin onto a fallen log Kenny began to heavily stamp on their spin. The person began to grunt in pain adrenaline kicked in, the person began to get up Kenny quickly grabbed his switchblade again. The person ran to him on the offensive and landed a blow to Kenny's side then pushed him to the ground forcing themselves over him to make a few blows to the face. Throughout all of it Kenny kept his blade high, the man began to gag and fling themselves back against a tree. The knife penetrated his throat, the man tried to hold the wound shut, Kenny rouse from off the ground and walked next to the man. He grabbed the guy from his for head and smiled thud, thud, thud. Kenny began to smash the man's head into the tree the laughter grew louder his teeth almost completely exposed crack the man stopped moving and blood began to pool underneath him. The feeling then told him to look within the man's pant pocket, so he did, and there was another crumpled note. ¨I told you, you couldn't hide. I bet you had fun didn't you?¨ he hesitated “I...did” he began to smile once again. Kenny shoved the note into his pocket with his phone and began to ran up the pathe, the dog returned and followed he got to the door flung it open waited for the dog then shutting the door behind him. Hid dad shot up “Why the Hell” he was cut off “dog I found he’s mine now bye” Kenny said quickly as him and the dog ran upstairs slamming the door. The dog hopped on his bed staining his blankets with red and brown. Kenny began to snicker their write I've always had fun with this He grabbed some clothes a sports long sleeve turtleneck some black gloves another pair of cargo pants his combat boots he got for hunting a side strap biking bag a forest green sleeveless hoodie and a blade sheive that attaches to his belt. “Maybe Ill, do it again”.
Submitted March 15, 2019 at 08:21PM by Excorin https://ift.tt/2HFYMau
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