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Read my story and tell me what you think. It's a little long right now, but, keep in mind, i'm only 16 and it's not finished yet.
Hello, my name is Jack Creed, and this, is my story.
While you’re reading this, I am no doubt far away now, hiding, waiting for my time to come again. My family was killed by Demons, I know it’s hard for you people to believe, but they are real, they are out there, and they will kill you. For now, they are in a slumber from the battle that ensued a few hundred years ago. I wait in this realm, their realm, which is known to most of you as the Otherside. Now most of you know the Otherside as the cross point between life and death. Well it’s not, in all normality, it is the cross point between life, and Demon’s. When your soul passes on, it doesn’t have a “happily ever after”, if your soul is weak, or your mind was weak when you passed, you become a demon, and you work for HIM. He is known as Xavier, Xavier Bloodbayne. He is the most cruel and ruthless Demon Lord that this, or any plain has seen before. When you become a demon, your soul goes through immense pain and transformation, your memory wiped, and your voice stolen and stored in a demonic container. He taunts you with it, makes you have flash backs of your family. He tortures you, gives you your memory, only to rip it away again.
So I sit here in wait, on the Otherside, waiting and watching all of you, keeping you safe, of all things that go bump in the night.
CHAPTER 1
*ASHLEE JENSON*
*OCTOBER 14*
Riiiiiiiiiinnnnnng!
My head shoots up from the desk as I am knocked from my slumber by the loud annoying sound of the school bell and my friend Steve hitting me with his back pack.
“Get up” he said “I’m not going to be late because you didn’t get your beauty sleep last night.” With that he turned and walked off.
I collected my things as fast as I could, hoping to get out of the classroom before Ms. Meyers saw me. I had just gotten my notebook into my back pack and was getting up to leave –Ms. Meyers was no where in sight! – and I felt the tap on my shoulder and my head dropped.
“Jack I need to speak with you.” Ms. Meyer had either gone ninja, or I was losing my touch.
I turned around to her and said quickly. “Ms. Meyer I’m sorry but I really have to get to class.”
Without missing a beat she replied “I can write you a note, now sit.” She pointed to a chair and I sat in it and she sat in front of me. “Jack, I’m concerned about you; you have been slacking off, falling asleep in class and daydreaming as well. Is something going on at home that is keeping you from sleeping?”
I was staring out the window at the time she started to talk and soon got lost in my own daydream and was woke out of it by her shout.
“Jack!” she screamed.
I jumped in my chair and looked at her surprised she screamed at me “No mam, nothing is going on at home.”
“Then what is it Jack? Why are you acting so strange?”
I just shrug my shoulders and stare out the window again and she just sighs and pulls out a piece of yellow paper and I hear the faint sound of her pen gliding across the paper. She holds out a yellow piece of paper and I snatch and run to the door. James is sitting outside the classroom waiting, obviously annoyed that I took so long.
“What took you so long?” He asked as we walked through the hall to class.
“Ms. Meyers” I laugh and shake my head “I think she has finally flipped her lid man.”
James starts to run “Well whatever it is, it made us late, now come on” We both run to our last class of the day.
*OCTOBER 14—Afternoon*
James and I are sitting in our seats –we sit across the room from each other- and there was only two minutes left on the clock tell the bell rang and my mind was flickering in and out of my, possibly hundredth, daydream.
In my daydream I was running through a forest, chasing some criminal that had escaped from prison. He was running fast dodging any tree that came at him, and I was right behind him, copying his every move.
He ran into an abandoned shed and I ran in after him. The ceiling was littered with holes where the tiles had given way and the sun light shined in through beams of light, made visible by the dust flowing through the air.
I began to hear my name all around me, being called over and over again, and at that time, I snapped from my day dream by James shaking me hard.
“Jack! Jack!” he screamed at me.
I looked at him and snarled. “What!”
He pointed at the clock. “Class is over, lets go”
I nodded and gathered my things into my back pack and threw it over my shoulder and walked out of the classroom to my locker.
On the way to our locker –me and James shared one—we had to walk through Hallway 2, which was where Guss and the Loon Goons hung out. We tried to walk through it without running into him, but in no time, one of his crew spotted us.
“Hey Guss! Check it out! Its Jack and James!” That was Larz(Larry), his right hand
Hello, my name is Jack Creed, and this, is my story.
While you’re reading this, I am no doubt far away now, hiding, waiting for my time to come again. My family was killed by Demons, I know it’s hard for you people to believe, but they are real, they are out there, and they will kill you. For now, they are in a slumber from the battle that ensued a few hundred years ago. I wait in this realm, their realm, which is known to most of you as the Otherside. Now most of you know the Otherside as the cross point between life and death. Well it’s not, in all normality, it is the cross point between life, and Demon’s. When your soul passes on, it doesn’t have a “happily ever after”, if your soul is weak, or your mind was weak when you passed, you become a demon, and you work for HIM. He is known as Xavier, Xavier Bloodbayne. He is the most cruel and ruthless Demon Lord that this, or any plain has seen before. When you become a demon, your soul goes through immense pain and transformation, your memory wiped, and your voice stolen and stored in a demonic container. He taunts you with it, makes you have flash backs of your family. He tortures you, gives you your memory, only to rip it away again.
So I sit here in wait, on the Otherside, waiting and watching all of you, keeping you safe, of all things that go bump in the night.
CHAPTER 1
*ASHLEE JENSON*
*OCTOBER 14*
Riiiiiiiiiinnnnnng!
My head shoots up from the desk as I am knocked from my slumber by the loud annoying sound of the school bell and my friend Steve hitting me with his back pack.
“Get up” he said “I’m not going to be late because you didn’t get your beauty sleep last night.” With that he turned and walked off.
I collected my things as fast as I could, hoping to get out of the classroom before Ms. Meyers saw me. I had just gotten my notebook into my back pack and was getting up to leave –Ms. Meyers was no where in sight! – and I felt the tap on my shoulder and my head dropped.
“Jack I need to speak with you.” Ms. Meyer had either gone ninja, or I was losing my touch.
I turned around to her and said quickly. “Ms. Meyer I’m sorry but I really have to get to class.”
Without missing a beat she replied “I can write you a note, now sit.” She pointed to a chair and I sat in it and she sat in front of me. “Jack, I’m concerned about you; you have been slacking off, falling asleep in class and daydreaming as well. Is something going on at home that is keeping you from sleeping?”
I was staring out the window at the time she started to talk and soon got lost in my own daydream and was woke out of it by her shout.
“Jack!” she screamed.
I jumped in my chair and looked at her surprised she screamed at me “No mam, nothing is going on at home.”
“Then what is it Jack? Why are you acting so strange?”
I just shrug my shoulders and stare out the window again and she just sighs and pulls out a piece of yellow paper and I hear the faint sound of her pen gliding across the paper. She holds out a yellow piece of paper and I snatch and run to the door. James is sitting outside the classroom waiting, obviously annoyed that I took so long.
“What took you so long?” He asked as we walked through the hall to class.
“Ms. Meyers” I laugh and shake my head “I think she has finally flipped her lid man.”
James starts to run “Well whatever it is, it made us late, now come on” We both run to our last class of the day.
*OCTOBER 14—Afternoon*
James and I are sitting in our seats –we sit across the room from each other- and there was only two minutes left on the clock tell the bell rang and my mind was flickering in and out of my, possibly hundredth, daydream.
In my daydream I was running through a forest, chasing some criminal that had escaped from prison. He was running fast dodging any tree that came at him, and I was right behind him, copying his every move.
He ran into an abandoned shed and I ran in after him. The ceiling was littered with holes where the tiles had given way and the sun light shined in through beams of light, made visible by the dust flowing through the air.
I began to hear my name all around me, being called over and over again, and at that time, I snapped from my day dream by James shaking me hard.
“Jack! Jack!” he screamed at me.
I looked at him and snarled. “What!”
He pointed at the clock. “Class is over, lets go”
I nodded and gathered my things into my back pack and threw it over my shoulder and walked out of the classroom to my locker.
On the way to our locker –me and James shared one—we had to walk through Hallway 2, which was where Guss and the Loon Goons hung out. We tried to walk through it without running into him, but in no time, one of his crew spotted us.
“Hey Guss! Check it out! Its Jack and James!” That was Larz(Larry), his right hand