Hello Friends! Sorry this is a day late. Not only is it a day late, but I also don’t like it. As I was writing it I was in pain and feeling a little sick. That is what working a 10 or 11 hour shift will do to you. Yeah yeah. I know people do that kind of shift all the time, but my shifts are usually 8 hours at the most. And it was truck day. I was hot and sweaty, didn’t get a lot of sleep the night before, and not to mention the pain in my ankle. It was a rough day and my story isn’t so good. So please forgive me. Next week should be much better.
I noticed it not too long after I moved in. The little lady across the street comes out her front door with a plate full of something, and returns without it. At first I didn’t think anything weird of it. I just thought she had a dog or something in the back yard.
A few days after I noticed her do it the first time, I introduced myself. We spoke for a few minutes and I asked her about her pets. It was then that she informed me she had no pets. When I asked her about the food, she laughed it off and told me not to “worry my pretty little head” about it.
Of course, I have always been the curious girl that got herself into more trouble than most. I just had to know the truth. What was the food for? So I waited the next night. I watched her take the food out to the back of the house and come back with nothing in her hands. It wasn’t long before she turned out her lights in her house. I tiptoed to the back of the house, looking for any animals that may be eating the food. I was quiet and tried to stay to the shadows.
I spotted the dish the food was brought out in, but it was already empty. Not even a crumb was left. Frustrated I hurried back home before someone saw me.
The next night I came up behind the old lady’s house from the woods. I had taken a walk to the end of the street and then slipped into the dense woods, making my way back to the old lady’s house. I sat behind a tree and waited for her to bring out the food. I was determined to find out what was eating the food. Of course, I assumed at this point that it was nothing more than a few wild animals. Maybe the lady had some wild furry friends that she just wanted to keep well fed.
The sun had gone down and I watched as the lady made her way around the house with the dish full of food. She sat it in the grass where she had left it the night before. It was hard to see much, as the moon was not even out. I heard the woman clicked her tongue and call out “Come and get it.” She waited for a few minutes and smiled into the forest. It was then that I realized I may have made a big mistake.
I heard the growl come from beside me. Just over a little, right were the old lady had looked with a smile. It never crossed my mind that she may be waiting for something bigger than a raccoon or some other kind of wild animal. I didn’t expect anything bigger than a dog. As I looked over I realized that my curiosity had landed me in a predicament that I would be lucky to escape. I watched as the shadow made its way out of the woods and across the back yard. The black creature towered over the old woman, but she wasn’t afraid. She reached out her hand to it, petting what looked like a muzzle. I would have thought it was a bear, if the thing wasn’t standing on two legs and laughing.
“My baby.” The woman said. “I brought you more tonight.” She smiled and her eyes landed on me. I had fallen into the old woman’s trap. The woman sat on the ground and picked up the plate of food. “It’s much fresher then this food.” She began eating the food herself and the creature turned to the woods. Its glowing blue eyes settled on me and it lunged for the woods. I turned and ran, but I knew I wasn’t going to be fast enough. My fate was sealed the moment I moved in across the street from the old lady. There was a reason the house was so cheap. I should have listened to the realtor . He had told no one ever stayed in the house more than a few weeks. I was just in such a hurry to start a new life, to get away from my messed up past.
And now, here I was running from some kind of beast. I only had seconds to wonder if maybe the realtor was in on the plan as well. Maybe my whole life had lead to this. Who knows, but I never imagined that I would be the dinner of some old lady’s deformed child.