Losing a Friend Bites
Kristin, Age 13, Easton, CT
“I can’t believe we’re here!” Jenna cried.
“I can’t believe that the teachers are letting us stay here after what has been happening,” I replied.
“Oh don’t be a scaredy cat, Mina.”
I’m Mina. Let me fill you in. So, lately many students from my school have gone missing. Every time one is gone there is a foot trail to the town’s museum. The teachers have let us sleep over tonight to see where people go. I think it’s the common cold. People are just sick, that’s all. Okay, I’m terrified to be here, just don’t tell anyone.
“Hey, um Jenna, do you have the time?”
“It’s ten ‘til nine, why?” she asked.
“Oh, no reason.” I chimed.
It was about nine forty five by the time we found the perfect spot to sleep. We’re right next to the founder of the town, James D. Mayfield.
“Hey Mina, I need to go to the bathroom. I’ll be back,” Jenna told me. As she walked to the bathroom a girl named Brady and a boy named Henry walked up to me.
“Did you hear?” Brady questioned.
“What?” I questioned back.
“Everyone knows that ghosts are responsible for this,” Henry answered. Man, those two have become gossip central ever since they started dating.
“What, ghost are here? I hate ghosts,” I said.
“You’ll have fun tonight,” they said in harmony. By now it’s ten and three people have gone missing, Jenna, Henry, and Brady. I’m scared to death right now. The light blacked out.
“Mr. Starr where are you?” I yelled, reaching into the darkness.
“Mina, I’m going to try to turn the generator on okay?” he replied. Oh great, I get to sit in the dark alone. Why‘d the power have to have to go out now, and why did Mr. Starr leave? Suddenly I heard a noise come from the darkness.
“Hello? Is anyone there?” I stammered. I felt my heart beat faster and faster each second.
“Mina, where are you?” It was Jenna’s voice. Then suddenly I was forced against the wall.
“You’re the only one here,” a voice told me.
“You should have stayed home,” it said. I felt like I was going to faint. When, suddenly, these red cat-like eyes were connected to mine. I felt a claw go around my face and I could feel my face bleeding. It was as sharp as a knife.
“Where is Jenna?” I asked. There was no reply. The red eyes disappeared. Thank goodness, but where is Jenna?
“Where is…” I fell to the ground. It was all over.
I looked around. It’s my room.
“Mom, today is Saturday, right?” I yelled jokingly.
“No, it’s Wednesday, and it’s time for school,” she replied. Walking to school made me think. Was that a dream? I couldn’t believe what I saw when I looked down at my leg. A scar. That thing bit me on the leg. Worst of all I had razor claws like that thing too. I was becoming whatever that thing was. I raced to the museum just to see that they were closed. I ran to the back and opened the door with forced.
“Hello?” I called. The door shut. I’m in the dark-again.
“Mina, you’ll regret you came here today.” Brady was standing right in front of me. She came from nowhere. I felt a pain in my heart. I fell to the floor on my hands and knees.
“I told you. You probably regret coming?” We were face to face. She had the same eyes I saw last night.
“You look like you’re in pain,” Henry said.
“Why… why do I feel this pain?” I asked.
“Because you’re becoming one of us,” they said. They showed me a mirror. I was turning into one of them. I screamed in pain. I looked into the mirror again. Fangs? I had fangs like a vampire.
“Where’s Jenna?” I screamed. Then I saw it. Jenna was surrounded by vampires. They were kids in my grade. Mia, Adam, Sabrina, Marissa, and Graeme. All the kids that went missing. Jenna though was covered in her own blood. I wanted to rip her away from their cold, unloving hands.
“Look at your friend now,” Sabrina said. Brady grabbed my arm.
“This is what you have become,” Brady whispered. I want to cry my heart out. Then, Henry knocked me out.
I woke up I my room -- again. I was normal. I walked to Jenna’s house.
“Hi Mrs. Boat, is Jenna here?” I asked.
“Jenna, who’s Jenna?” she asked. My heart sank. My best friend isn’t alive. She doesn’t exist. No more sleepovers, parties, food fights, and no graduation together. Then I knew, losing a friend bites.
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