Theresa Spread The Curse

The crickets quits their chirps as soon as the sound got closer, a little frog leaped away, to avoid stepping on human toes.

The owl stop it's cry and stared in awe as Theresa move in great haste, away from something replica to a nightmare. The night was still and peaceful souls were all asleep.

Theresa ran for her life, her breathe getting harder. she dashed off the main path, and ran towards a farmstead. she leapt across it fence and fell into the property. The dogs charge towards her with their barks.

Theresa backed away, screaming for help, but the owners were too busy relishing the bliss of a sweet dream. Her breathe were getting more harder now and her legs were too weak, that she had to walk slowly and exist the main gate.

The dogs were still barking, but they made no attack. " such rare dogs" Theresa thought.

She had been in the neighborhood for a month and had no friends. The neighbors tried being friendly but she wanted her privacy.

Out in the dark, afraid and shivering from the Cold, she bumped into a telephone booth.

you could see the smile on her face, when she found it still intact and free. The neighbors were just too sweet. " generous souls" she whispered under her breathe.

Theresa grabbed the payphone and thought of the numbers to dial. She had no one , not even a crippled sister. she had cut ties with all her friends, everyone in life, except of one " Miriam" she screamed finally her breathe were coming to life.

Quickly she dialled the numbers and just as she was about to make the call, she paused, anticipating.

It has only been two weeks, she got a job, same two weeks, she had known Mariam.

Will Mariam pick her call, and what can she do, for someone who never gave her a smile, aside a mere wave and a weak hello every day. Quite a life she was living.

she let out a soft breeze, and

glance around seeing no one, she couldn't help smiling a little. Theresa placed her call, and as she had anticipated, Mariam allowed it ring a little before switching the phone off.

She understand, 11:35pm, such an ungodly hour.

With all hope of reaching someone, now gone, Theresa step out the booth, with no direction and in mind, she slumped to the ground. rising a little, she sat on the Cold floor, her back leaning against the booth.

A bat pings far off a distance. Theresa let out a scuff. Thinking the devil or whatever predator after her, had flown away.

But she was wrong, He grabbed her by the neck and pulled her up. Holding her firmly, he groaned horribly. Theresa kicked, trying to get away from his grip.

He groaned horribly again and look into her eyes. She stared back too, he gave a wicked smile and grind his teeth.

Theresa cried, she was looking at the face of death. She screamed but it was only a whisper, His hands were more of a bully.

He shook her roughly and held out his knife, ready to deliver. Theresa kicked once more and it went hard against his groin. He let go screaming in pain, Theresa dropped to the ground and rising quickly, she started running.

She ran into the bush and fought her way through the unfriendly plants. Behind her, she could hear him cursing and swearing. His footsteps were getting closer.

Theresa cleared off the bush path and jumped into the road, narrowly missing an incoming van.

Her predator wasn't lucky, the van sent him rolling hard on the floor, with blood scattering all over the place.

The time was 11:59pm.

Theresa screamed angrily, banging at the door. " why why wh....y, why.." she cried.

Everyone thought she was crazy. Joe took a shot of Theresa on his polaroid. Just as the flash went off, Theresa composed herself and ran away.

"hey" someone screamed after her, but she never looked back.

Raymond ( Ray) was the rider of the van. A confident and charming young man, he was only 26 and had recently gotten a job with a newbie company.He had been out, on a weekend fun with his friends; Tommy (Tom) 28, A personal fitness trainer, Jennifer 25, An athletic, Joe 24, A freelance photographer, Bola 26 and Samantha (Sam) 25, His colleagues at work, And Max 27, who is currently job hunting and is married to Sam.

They had always spend Friday nights together, celebrating her friendship. But today has been an exception. Ray drunk driving has put them on a spot.

"let's take his body off the road" Sam whispered.

"yea, but how do we take the blood off the floor" max asked.

"leave that to me" Ray replied.

"And me too" Tom added.

They both climbed down the bus, with the others looking on.

Tom picked the dead man up, like he was a piece of paper.

Ray and the others laughed.

Tommy has never wasted a moment in showing off his strength.

"I see the reason, girls come in their numbers"

Sam joked, the others laughed again.

Tom placed the body in the culvert, as Ray flashes his light around. It fell on a squirrel, who was fast asleep. The animal opened his eyes, looked for a moment and changed its location.

When they were through, arraigning the crime scene, They speed off once more into the night.

The clouds roared angrily, like downpour was coming. The trees rocked in multiple direction and their branches danced. Just as the dead man rose, the owl began crying.

Death is on the way.