Another entry in our Write Across Sussex competition.
Evie ricocheted into the back garden and into the dusk of night.(she loves the thrill of the night)The doorbell echoed, she staggered back inside as the door opened, a pale bleached countenance appeared. A slick of dull brunette hair flew past as the intruder stepped in!
My NEW BABYSITTER…
Hollow, yellow eyes stared like “Vampires”. She had knobbly knees, red rosy lips,translucent
white face, and wore stiletto boots and a black laced cocktail dress.Mother abruptly pecked her and drifted out the door.It was just Evie and her shadow! As the lady,”call me Abril” She snarled like an aggressive ANIMAL!
The clock struck 8:43. Evie wretchedly squirmed and wiggled out of her seat,
The lights flickered and dimmed and on spur of the moment it was gone not a shadow or a subject to be seen it was a sunless vague room!
“I Think the electrics gone” Evie mouthed it to herself, the...it...thing…(ABRIL) stood up and without warning the luminous golden light shone again.Hastily she scrambled up stairs,locked the door and “jumped out the window”(SHE WISHED) anyway she just jumped into her cute onesie and hopped down the stairs. The smell of foul odour of unprepared raw meat the unbearable stench triggered Evie . Eager to see what’s going she slipped and fractured her knee (grazed probably) a haunting chuckle wiped from her eardrum.
On hands and knees Abril grunted,a gunky clot of poppy dark red blood hung from Abril’s lips! Evie screamed no that’s an understatement she wailed screeched like a strangled racoon.she sprinted like Usain Bolt, Abril followed she leapt to grab her skinny knobby ankles…
Alarmed Evie kicked and struggled to get free,she thrushed,scrambled and strived till the grip loosened lunging Evie was free she galloped and galloped then skidded and fell to her knees then moved at snail’s pace to a abandoned shops corner.All at once a tickle of scarce bit my back and a clump of sweat swung from my eyebrow.Unexpectedly I saw MUM plummet in front of me - her silken golden hair was nothing now but wild,thorny,chalky pile on top of her head; like birds nest!
Precious,glittery,puffy gown was no more than a torn Romans Tunic.I gasped and dug my hands into her back. Grunting, Evie slowly pushed away and realized she could see the blood thirstiness etched in the razor sharp FANGS! Evie screamed as her mother’s eyes lured her closer. They glistened mirror like. She could see herself in them...until knifes punctured her neck and she fell to a sleeepy,sleepy!
Abruptly Evie woke up in her helpless HOME her beloved BED only ONESIE her poor bed, a pool of sweat. There in her mouth lay translucent snazzy Fangs!
Maybe this was a dream, maybe it was all real we’ll never know and it’s yet to find maybe all of this was my DESTINY...
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