I had no idea where I was going I am just glad that I got away from them. It was 2 am and I barely got away. I turned around a corner, and collapsed into an alley. I fell right in a pile of trash. The trash smelled like someone wiped up spilled milk with a dirty dish rag and left it like that for 2 weeks. Suddenly i grabbed my ankle remembering I sprained it running away. I sat there for a couple of minutes and realized that they could still be following me. I lifted myself off the ground and began limping around the corner.
I tried my best to walk normally but the more I tried the worst I looked. Can you imagine a 6 foot 7” kid with an eating disorder walking around at two in the morning wearing a black jacket while covered in trash and limping around? There was a lady talking to local authority telling them that there is a suspicious kid walking around. I ignored her she probably did not even know I heard her but I guess that’s what happens when you’re talking right next to an open window. Oh yeah I never told you guys who is chasing me? The guys following me fuck if I know they have been following me since I was a kid.
They probably never even knew I knew about them until today. I have been looking at them through the reflections of car windows, in glass windows, and other objects. Do you know how dreadful it is to know that there is someone watching you every moment of the day and you have no idea who they are or what they want. At first I thought it was just my imagination until one day I could not sleep so I got up to go get me a cup of water and as I was getting out my bed I looked out my window and I saw them searching through our trash. I laid back down and waited till morning. When the sun rose I told my mom and dad about what happened they just laughed at me and said kids these days and there active imaginations. I thought out of everybody in the world my parents would believe me so I brought them to the trash can to show them that all of our trash bags have been cut open but when I opened it everything was perfectly fine. My body froze and the world began to spin around me.
After that day my mother and father started to get a little worried about me so they were going to take me to a psychologist to make sure everything was okay with me. It was about 6pm when we arrived there. I walked into his office, it was very small office it had this big black desk in front of this glass panel, a really small closet on the left of the desk, it also had one of those funny chairs that you see in TV shows where people lay down on it and tell the physiologist all their problems. It was a pretty nice office though for its size, it had very soft carpet it felt like you were walking on the back of a bear.
Finally someone walked in. they looked at me and smiled hey I’m guessing your Kendrick right. I nodded. Well hi there Kendrick my name is Dr. Edwards you could just take a seat over there to get comfortable. After about two hours of him asking me pointless questions like where do you live, what school do you do to, and what are some things you like to do in your free time. Then he finally came out and asked do you know who the people are following you? I looked him dead in his eyes and laughed I said I don’t know all I know is that there’s one inside of that closet next to you and I also know that you’re one of them to. The smile on his face fell and he said how did I know he was one of them. I told him remember last Saturday when I and my mom went to the mall and I kept playing with my phone but never actually using it. I was looking at the reflection on the screen the entire time to mark your position.
I know you’ve been following me I know you’ve been writing down every single detail about me on that stupid notepad of yours. His hands started to shake and he started to sweat real badly. He asked me if I knew all this time why did I still act like everything was normal. I told him I’m not afraid of you, I just wanted to know what do you guys want from me. He looked at me and said “you don’t want to know” then out of nowhere the window behind me broke I jumped up what the hell was that I yelled then I looked back at Dr. Edwards he had a hole right in the center of his head. I turned around and saw a sniper in the building behind us.
It had to have a suppressor on it because I didn’t hear any noise except for the glass breaking. I tried to run away but my body was frozen. The guy in the closet came out and yelled at me to get down then another bullet shot through the window and hit him dead in the chest. I was finally able to move again I reached for my backpack then I grabbed Dr. Edwards’s notepad and began to run. A third bullet was fired and shot a hole right through my backpack. I had no idea what was going on anymore I thought that these guys were the ones after me but for someone to kill them just like that I knew that someone else was after me and these guys weren’t afraid to kill me. I thought this entire time these guys just wanted to know about me that’s why they’ve only been watching me but the fucking concept of these guys wanting to kill me never came to my head.
I’m only fourteen what the fuck could I have done to be a target for these guys. I’ve never stole, I’ve always got all my schoolwork done, and I’ve never did anything wrong. I ran out the front door of the building and kept running for about ten blocks then this old lady with one of those helper dogs walked in front of me. I tried to stop but all of a sudden my leg got numb and I fell on my ankle thus for that’s how I got my sprained ankle. So there’s the recap. So its 3am now. I’ve been walking this entire time I haven’t seen anybody chasing after me so I thought I was safe. I arrived at my house. As I was walking up the front stairs I reached into my pocket for the house key, I was about to put the key in the lock but the door was already open. I looked around to make sure that it was safe to enter. Everything seemed fine so I walked inside mom I’m home!
I took a step inside and took off my shoes. No response their probably out looking for me I was taking my backpack off and remembered that that guy had shot a hole in it. I was pretty glad he did that because now I can finally show them that I’m not lying about these people. I reached in my bag that bullet went through a lot of my homework; it even went through the birthday card I got my mom and that’s when I remembered my mom’s birthday was tomorrow. Daddy and I got her this really expensive necklace she’s been wanting for a long time. I took the necklace from the secret place me and daddy hid it. I was going to set it on their bed so when they got back she can see it. I ran up to the bedroom excitedly. I stood in the doorway. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I dropped the necklace and just stood there…
I forced myself to take a step forward. My foot stepped in the blood. I couldn’t talk very loud but I kept muttering the words mom dad hoping for a response. Tears ran down my face. I continued to get closer to the bed, it was covered in blood. I stood over the bed and looked at the shape of two bodies covered up. I reached and grabbed the top of the blanket and I began crying out loud. I couldn’t do it; I sat there weeping over the bed. I screamed at the top of my lungs. Mom! Dad! I’m home! I stared at the bed hoping for a response. There was no movement. I collapsed on the ground; I laid in the blood hoping that this was all a dream. I started thinking maybe it was them, maybe they killed my parents. I blamed myself; I got up and punched the window, I didn’t know what else to do. I tried to wipe the tears from my face but all I did was replace them with the blood on my hands. I was finally able to get a hold of myself, I went into the bathroom to clean myself up I had about several cuts along my hand from punching the window. I didn’t feel any pain until I actually looked at my hand. I ran the sink for a while then I dipped my hand into the burning hot water to clean it off. I screamed as loud as I could, tears ran down my face as I resisted taking my hand out of the water. I turned on the shower and began to get all the blood off of my body. I collapsed on the shower floor realizing what just happened in the bedroom, i put my head into my arms and began crying. I kept telling myself that their gone and its all my fault. Why didn’t I do anything sooner, why didn’t I tell the police why? Why me? I heard a loud noise from down stairs and I immediately turned the water off and stepped out the shower quietly. I grabbed my mom’s comb that was the only thing that was sharp in here. I heard footsteps and I began getting closer to the door. I kept listening then I heard someone walk past the bathroom door and that was my chance I opened the door and jumped at the guy he turned around instantly and punched me in my face. My body flew into the wall. I heard a voice “Kendrick are you ok, I didn’t know it was you” I looked up it was my father.