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Corey Bailey
Friday, October 6th
“Breaking News! The Pennsylvania Beast has claimed two more victims this morning. Clarissa Johnson, 42, and her 12-year-old daughter, Gigi Johnson, had gone for their daily walk and father Daniel Johnson claims they didn’t come back. Less than a week ago, four friends coming back from their high school had gone missing. Detectives are trying their best to find the monster before more people go missing.”
The news reports of The Pennsylvania Beast have been coming for weeks and I have no clue how to capture it. I have been working with the police and the other detectives ever since the monster’s first attack. It happened on the first day of school for my daughter. I had seen it with my own eyes; the worst sight for any father in the world. My dear Evelyn had just gotten off the bus and was walking home. I was waiting on the porch for her, to hear about all the wonderful things she did, the friends she made, when suddenly a giant, wolf-like figure approached her. The brown creature had razor-sharp claws, and the fangs of a blood-sucking vampire. I watched as it grabbed her and threw her like she was a meaningless twig. It kept walking on, without any remorse of what he had done. When I found her, she wasn’t breathing. Bruises covered her body, and her every part of her was bleeding.
That day, I cried, and I cried. I promised myself that I would find this beast if it was the last thing I did.
Samuel Collins
Friday, October 6th
News reports popped up again about the Pennsylvania Beast. New reports popped up again about me. This curse was getting harder and harder to control, ever since I had moved to this town. I try my best to control it, but it doesn’t work. One minute I’m Samuel Collins: an ordinary man that works a 9-5 job. The next, the Pennsylvania Beast: a brutal monster that didn’t mind killing anybody, children, or the elderly. My transformations occur every time I feel anger. Anger is the most dangerous thing in the world. Within my first week of switching jobs, it had taken over me. Laura and I had been fighting for a long time, but when she called me to tell me she wanted a divorce, something came over me. I couldn’t control myself and the wretched creature came out. That day, I got out of the house and wiped off anything and anyone that was in my path. That day, I had killed my best friend’s daughter. When I came to my senses, it was too late. I couldn’t get back the souls of all those that had died.
Since then, random outbursts have been coming out and I can’t control myself. So many people had lost their lives. Screw the woman who gave my grandfather this curse. It’s slowly taking away my humanity and the lives of others.
Corey Bailey
Monday, October 9th
Despite the fact that there is a killer on the loose, I still have to go to the station everyday to help with other cases. I got up at six in the morning, trying to get ready as soon as possible for work. My best friend had texted me about his wife wanting a divorce. He had just moved here a little bit more than a month ago. I was about to reply to him when I saw the beast. Without wasting anytime, I ran out the front door and started up the car. The giant was quite fast for his size, but everybody grabbed their loved ones and sprinted as far away from the monster as they could. They knew what he could do, the damage he could bring, the deaths he was responsible for. The creature eventually noticed my car. It turned around, ready to fling my car across the houses and streets, just like he had done to Evelyn. I could see its cruel face now. His entire face was full of anger, full of intention to kill.
But then I noticed his eyes: eyes that were too familiar.
Samuel Collins
Monday, October 9th
I felt angry once again, thinking about my wife. And once again, the monster woke up. I can’t think when I’m in this state, and this time it was no different. I stepped out onto the street and everybody that saw me ran away. I walked on for just a few minutes, when I realized that there was a car behind me. I turned around, ready to throw it like a javelin. Who would dare to follow me around, the Pennsylvania Beast? I was about to pick up the car, but I noticed the person inside.
Corey. My best friend was in the car. But that didn’t matter. Emotions other than anger don’t exist when the Pennsylvania Beast is alive. I picked up the car and threw it.
Moments after I did that, I became human again. Only then did I realize what I did. I ran to check the place where I had thrown the car. It was almost a mile away from where I was. The airbags had blown up and the car was bent in every corner. I looked inside the window that had shattered into pieces. After unlocking the car, I reached to Corey.
He was still breathing! Thank god he was breathing. I reached for my phone and quickly dialed 911. It took forever for the ambulance to come, but it did, and Corey was rushed to the hospital within minutes. I prayed to every god I knew that he lived. That somehow there was a miracle and he had survived the damage that I made him suffer through.
“Mr. Collins,” the doctor called out. “I am sad to inform you, but Corey won’t be able to make it. We’ve tried everything we could, but he had suffered too much damage to be able to recover.”
“Could I see him?” I asked.
“Of course. He doesn’t have much time though,” he replied back. I ran to his room. Every single machine I knew of was plugged into him. I could see his hands twitching and his lips moving. He was trying to say something, and I needed to know what it was. I rushed to him, holding his hand.
“You – killed – my – daugh – ter,” Corey coughed. “You – are – a – monster.” That was it. Those were my best friend’s last word. His heart rate had stopped beating. Tears rolled down from my eyes like waterfalls. He was right, I was a monster. A murderer. I couldn’t live without hurting anybody. I couldn’t live anymore. There was only one thing to stop this curse. To stop this suffering.
I left the hospital with tears still in my eyes and went to the highest bridge.
“I’m sorry to all of the people I hurt, to all of the people that had to die because of me. I know I can’t bring anybody back, but at least this way nobody will have to die because of the Pennsylvania Beast.” And then I jumped into the endless waters below.
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