• ch 3

    Even though I saw her turn in red to pink, i never gave it anothere thought. You'd think this would have the little voice inside ones head screaming DANGER!!!! But i let it go. One wednesday, i was on myway back from the usual run to the butcher. i came across a little boy who had fallen and scraped his knee. Nanya always told me not to talk to anyone but the butcher and her. I looked around for any sign of life. All clear. i went over to the boy. when he saw me, he backed up. i guess he has never saw a girl before. i saw that his injury wasent serious, so i tore off the hem of my dress and wraped his knee with it. i could tell he was nevous around me because every time i looked at him to see if he was ok, he blushed. To thank me for my help, he helped me carry the lamb. We walked toghether till we reached Nanya's. i could see Nanya holding a baby and standing in the door way. When the boy cought sight of Nanya, he bolted away, droping the lamb in the dirt. I would soon relize why he ran.

    ch 4

    That night, i was tucking in the children, when i heard a horrible dying sound. I ran out of the children's room,down the hall and into Nanya's room. She stood there, against her wall. Blood oozing from her mouth. What appeared to be a young girl, was on the ground by her feet. I could do nothing but stand there frozen and gawk at the bluish corpse. Nanya wasent aware of my presence until a small squeek of a scream came from my mouth. She looked furious. Her eyes turned a firey red hate. My mind took control for my legs refused to listen. I darted all around Nanya's little house. My mind was going for the back door. As my brain flew me around the tight corners, I tripped. Nanya looked over me, and smirked. She reveiled her red tinted, sharp teeth. Nanya nelt over me, and helped me to my feet. She told me how sorry she was for frightining me. She made me feel as if she cared for me. Truly cared about how i felt. She asked for a hug. I hesitently leaned forward and wrapped my arms, around her and gave her the hug she wanted. I felt her head on my shoulder, and her squeeze me tightly. She moved her head back a little to reach my ear. she whisped "i love you" I was taken back this statement. But as soon as i wanted to believe that someone really cared about me, she latched on to my neck. I felt her teeth open my skin. I felt the room spin. I felt pain. Intence imbearable pain that would leave me scarred for all eternity.