Monday 26 October 2015

Mommy! Help Me!

"I've got to run, I've got to get away"
Mrs Cecilia huffed as She ran through the large field beside her house, trying to get as far away from the house as possible.

She had to get help, and the nearest house was three miles away.

She ran as fast and as hard as she could, willing her legs to keep moving.

She hit the forest beyond the fields at a dead sprint. "Almost there," She thought. Tears streamed down her face when she thought of her husband and children all slaughtered. All lying dead in her house when she came home from the store.

She risked a glance over her shoulder and saw her 13 year old daughter "Mfon" about a quarter mile behind her, stuck in the bush.

"Thank God she wasn't home when our family was killed" Mrs Cecilia thought.

"Mommy! Help Me!" she shrieked.

Mrs Cecilia immediately headed for her, pulling her out of the bushes and into her arms.

"Oh , my sweet baby! I'm so glad you're okay" The words died on her lips when she noticed that the girl was covered in blood (not a drop of it her own), also, her eyes were completely black and she smiled, flashing two rows of razor sharp teeth.

Then Mrs Cecilia noticed that THIS WAS NOT HER DAUGHTER.

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