TheAntiRebel
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It was a perfect fall Sunday afternoon as Brad Collins was hiking through the woods behind his parent’s house. The 18-year-old high school senior had wanted some time to himself, and he found it. He had hiked deeper and deeper than he ever had before, and although he wasn’t concerned, he was lost. Still, he kept up a fast pace, his hiking boots carrying him quickly through the woods.
Gradually, the sun dipped below the trees and it started getting dark. Brad glanced around, becoming worried. “Well, going in circles is worse than dying,” he decided. He declared at that moment he would head straight, eventually having to run into something.
Soon, the sun disappeared completely and it was almost pitch black. Brad pulled out his iPhone and used its bright screen to show him the way, when suddenly, he heard a mysterious voice behind him.
“Lost, boy?” he spun around and in fear, dropped his phone. Suddenly, he felt something move towards him, something grabbing him and biting into his neck. He screamed and felt blackness surround him. Several horrifying image of death passed through his mind.
When he woke up, he was back in his room. It was Monday morning, time for school. He felt his neck and felt a small scar. “Shit, what happened?” Feeling sick, he went and climbed into the shower. He saw that his skin was a bit more grey than normal. Vampires were the first thing that came to his mind. “But… vampires aren’t real.” He thought.
After getting dressed, he climbed into his car – a crappy Toyota – and drove to school. After getting out, he slowly shuffled into class. The sun seemed to drain the energy from his body and none of the other kids seemed to appeal him. He felt disconnected from the other people, has if he wasn’t one of them.
He went to his locker and opened it. Hanging inside was a picture of him and Rave from last summer. She was his best friend, and had been since forever. Lately, he had thought more and more about her. He wanted to be with her, he decided, and thought about asking her out. He reached up and gently touched his finger on her face, before getting angry and slamming the door shut. Something was happening to him. Something terrible. He could never be with her now.
He turned and ran off to his first class, a sense of dread filling him as he moved through the hallways.
http://downloadsoftwarestore.com/software_images/75/12/00041275/Sexy_Straight_Guys-screenshot.jpg
Gradually, the sun dipped below the trees and it started getting dark. Brad glanced around, becoming worried. “Well, going in circles is worse than dying,” he decided. He declared at that moment he would head straight, eventually having to run into something.
Soon, the sun disappeared completely and it was almost pitch black. Brad pulled out his iPhone and used its bright screen to show him the way, when suddenly, he heard a mysterious voice behind him.
“Lost, boy?” he spun around and in fear, dropped his phone. Suddenly, he felt something move towards him, something grabbing him and biting into his neck. He screamed and felt blackness surround him. Several horrifying image of death passed through his mind.
When he woke up, he was back in his room. It was Monday morning, time for school. He felt his neck and felt a small scar. “Shit, what happened?” Feeling sick, he went and climbed into the shower. He saw that his skin was a bit more grey than normal. Vampires were the first thing that came to his mind. “But… vampires aren’t real.” He thought.
After getting dressed, he climbed into his car – a crappy Toyota – and drove to school. After getting out, he slowly shuffled into class. The sun seemed to drain the energy from his body and none of the other kids seemed to appeal him. He felt disconnected from the other people, has if he wasn’t one of them.
He went to his locker and opened it. Hanging inside was a picture of him and Rave from last summer. She was his best friend, and had been since forever. Lately, he had thought more and more about her. He wanted to be with her, he decided, and thought about asking her out. He reached up and gently touched his finger on her face, before getting angry and slamming the door shut. Something was happening to him. Something terrible. He could never be with her now.
He turned and ran off to his first class, a sense of dread filling him as he moved through the hallways.
http://downloadsoftwarestore.com/software_images/75/12/00041275/Sexy_Straight_Guys-screenshot.jpg