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Fiction Mystery Suspense

That's the thing about this city... 

Who would have thought one chilly December morning, could change everything in a small city... Taryn, a young, beautiful, 13-year-old girl, just trying to get on with life.

“Mom!” Taryn yelled as she made her way to and out the door for school,” I'm headed to my bus stop I don't want to miss it!”  

“Okay please be safe!” her mom yelled back.

But Taryn was already out the door jogging and praying she didn't miss her bus stop. As she makes her way there, she noticed no one was there. Not even her best friend, she turns around assuming she missed her bus to ask her mother for a ride to school. Taryn goes home to an empty house, she went inside and yelled softly “Hey mom you there? I think I missed my bus for school An-” She noticed her house was very unusually messy. It was not even messy when she left, and her house was never messy unless it is after a birthday party or Christmas. In confusion, she grabs her phone she dials her mom. She did not get an answer, so she waited 20 minutes before she tried to call her again, yet still no answer. So, she just went to her room to draw to calm herself down. Hours past like it's nothing and still No sign of her mom. Taryn and her mother both live alone together, it wasn't always like that. Of course, she Has a father, but he died in a house fire, along with her sisters. 7 years ago, to be exact. She doesn't really remember a lot about them because she was so young at the time. Taryn starts freaking out because she doesn't know what to do so she decided to call a few more people, her mom's friends, grandma, and her cousins. She called them all at least 4 times and not even one answer from anyone, it took her automatically to voicemail. So, she just gave up and went to her room, so she could try to fall asleep and hope her mom is there in the morning. She sits there for minutes, then fell asleep due to stress. 

The next morning, Taryn woke up new and refreshed thinking what happened yesterday was a dream. Without and worries she makes her way downstairs to find an empty kitchen, this is when this horrible overwhelming feeling hit her in the guts.  

“Momma!” She cried.  

But there's was no reply. She looks in her mom's rooms to find nothing but a dirty room. Glass was on the floor, papers were everywhere, you could not even see the floor. Taryn tries calming herself down so she could think, took a few minutes but she did. First, she decided to get some breakfast and get ready for the day. As she's getting ready, she thinks of why no one would answer her calls yesterday and why her mom never came home. She just finished changing and made her way out her door. And thought of where she could go since she doesn't have to ask for permission because her mom isn't home. And that's when the idea hit her.  

“Oh my god our summer hide out.”  

She hops on her bike and takes off down past her school to an old, abandoned house her and her friends found 4 years ago, they turned it into their “summer hideout “it's not that bad looking inside, 4 years' worth of our work fixing it up. Once Taryn got there, she took a good look at that old building and thought of all those good memories she's had with her friends she currently has and her old friends. She got a weird gut feeling suddenly that something is watching her. In her head she's said” Don't look around, just go inside and don't turn around.” So, she did so. She walked into a surprise. There she was standing there two boys around her age and a girl with the most beautiful blue eyes, a little older than her she assumes. In confusion she's asks, 

“Who are you!? And how did you get here!?” 

“Shhhhh!” One boy shushed me, with beautiful green eyes and black hair.  

“We don't need to be found! “He whispered aggressively. 

“Well, I don't know who in the world you are! Or why your here in my hideout! Or what's even going on right now!” Taryn snapped at him. 

“We don't know either. Okay. Just chill out.” The older girl said so peacefully. 

The other boy had brown eyes and beautiful blonde hair. I looked at him and he looked at me and gave me a sweet shy smile.

The room got completely quiet, no one made a sound or moved for a few minutes. Then all the suddenly. Boom, there's that overwhelming feeling telling me I must get them all out of here quickly. 

“Follow me now! Don't ask why just do it now!” 

They all listened to me darted out the door with me. They all took hiding spots away from the house but near each other like they knew what they were doing. The boy with beautiful green eyes hid in a bush near me. the boy with beautiful blonde hair hid behind a tree. And the older girl with the most beautiful blue eyes hid with the boy with blonde hair.

Taryn was near the boy with beautiful green eyes and asked, “what's your name?”  

“Lance” he said with a wink. 

Taryn gave him a funny look and questioned what he meant by them don't need to be found. He hesitated before answering her and look at her in the eyes. And said, “I don't know if you could tell or not but there is literally no one left in this city, we looked and looked and found only each other. When we found Katy, the girl over there, she was being chased but something, we don't know what but it's far worse than you could imagine.” He said softly,” We believe there's some unhuman stuff going on in this city. People has been going missing since September, and we always feel like they been following, or something is watching us. We think that's what happened with theses thousands of people that has disappeared. I fear that one of us will be next.” 

Taryn stood there in shock, “this is all happening so quickly...” she thought to herself. 

“I- I don't even know what to say- this is crazy-” Taryn said. 

Lance replied, “I know, and I fear they or it will get us all eventually.” 

Taryn said, ”yeah.. Wait. where is the other two...?” 

They both froze in fear. As soon as I turned around.... it went black. There was no sound. No feelings. Nothing.

Thing about this city, is that you'll never know if you'll be next.. 

March 15, 2021 16:48

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04:37 Mar 25, 2021

The blog title says as much to the reader. Not understood not relevant to prompt.Limited knowledge of English is obvious: 'she didn't miss her bus stop' 'hours past' 'unhuman stuff' etc. Blogger should be clear about what the prompt expects before writing starts. CRITIQUE CIRCLE

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Fatima Arubi
20:04 Mar 23, 2021

Loved it

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