I was running away inside a forest. I was trying to get away from him. I didn’t stop for even a second, not knowing what he would do to me. “How could this happen?”</i> I thought. “Why are they after me? Am I so special to them?”</i> I saw something up ahead an abandoned cabin. Without even thinking, I went inside the cabin. Inside was cold, damp, and a bit dirty. However, it was the only place for me to hide for the time being. I sat on the ground trying to rethink what happen tonight. The Guardians, The Akumas (Demons), a necklace, a prophecy. It just didn’t make any sense to me. “Why?</i>” I thought.
I decided to call my mother, but I didn’t receive a signal. “Damn it.” I said hanging up the phone. “I wonder if my dad is all right.” Then suddenly a big blast broke the door in half. It was him. The demon that was sent to hunt down and capture me is now in my friend’s body. I was shaken. I didn’t know what to do at that point .My body began to tremble at the site of him. . “Found yoooou!!!!” the demon said in a sinister voice. He summoned a blade from his hand.
My mind was saying to get the hell out of there. I look at the window. Hoping to make an escape. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Just give up. There’s no way you can win. Surrender yourself to him; otherwise, you’re dead.” He said to me. I didn’t listen. I ran for it, but he was faster, he pinned me down to my hands and knees so I couldn’t move. Still having the blade in hand, he held it up to my heart. I couldn’t help but to cry. This isn’t what I wanted. All I wanted was for a normal life. “Why?” I said. My friend had an evil smirk on his face “Have a nice ride to heaven… Cassandra.” He said as he delivered the blow to me.
However, it was all a dream. I woke up with sweat beaming down my face, and my heart was racing. This was fourth time I has this dream for three weeks. My clock said 5: 00 a.m. I knew I couldn’t go back to sleep. So, I e sighed and grabbed my journal from my nightstand began writing about myself:
My name is Cassandra Kenya Smith. I’m 16 years old. My favorite color is orange. I love writing, hanging out with my friends and my family, cooking, and I’m surprisingly good of watching over kids especially little ones. My dream is to become a doctor and help those in need. Speaking of dreams, I‘ve been having them since I was kid. Some are good, some are bad, and some even involved death. Which is very scary and if were to make a list on the top five things I hate, death would be number one.
Sometimes, my dreams become reality as well. Lately, I have been having the same dream of me being dead. What could it mean? I want to tell someone about this, but I don’t want to scare anyone. So, I’ll figure it out myself. Putting that aside, I want to have a boyfriend, but I don’t need one….. At least not yet I won’t. But in due time, my prince will soon come and sweep me off my feet; However, that not the case for my friend, Janet. She keeps setting me up on blind dates that, always, go bad. Like I told her, my mate is going to come for me soon. I just don’t know when.</b>
After I finished writing, I look at my clock. . This time it was 7: 30 a.m. “Crap. I ‘m going to late.” I could finish writing her journal later when I comes home from school. I quickly got out of my bed, grab my towel, and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.
After I finished and head down stairs foe breakfast. My father, Dane came behind me. “Good morning, my angel.” he said and gave me a kiss on the forehead. “So, how is the restaurant? ‘ I ask. “Everything is good as usual as always.” He said to me.
Well, I should better be going. Don’t want to late.” I gave my father a kiss on the cheek as I headed for school.
Meanwhile at the school, three students approached the school. Two males and female. “So, this is school?” he said. “Perhaps, we might find what we’re looking for.”
To be continued…</I>