Everyone has a secret. No matter how dark… unbelievable….or strange it is. Everyone had a secret. A secret no one is supposed to know about. Everyone has a secret. What if you saw something you weren’t supposed to see…didn’t want to see? Everyone has a secret. What if that thing you weren’t supposed to see was done by someone you know? Everyone has a secret. What if they knew you saw it? What if they took you away from everything just to save them? Everyone has a secret. What if they couldn’t take it and started to lose control? What if things started to get crazy, really crazy? Everyone has a secret. What if it all just ended in disaster? Everyone has a secret. No matter how dark… unbelievable….or strange it is. Everyone had a secret…
I remember it like it was five minutes ago, and in a way it was, I feel as if I’m stuck in that moment, the moment that changed my life and the way I looked at people. In particular five boys named Niall, Harry, Louis, Liam and Zayn. Let me paint you a picture of what happened on that night. The night that made me feels so afraid. The one night that changed everything.
I was walking home from my friend’s house after having tea with her and her family. It was dark, with the only light coming from the dim street lamps that obviously needed changing. I had turned down a lift because I knew a short cut through a couple of alleyways and didn’t see the point in a lift if my house was so close. The smell of sewage and a hint of drugs and alcohol hit me like a brick as I entered the alley but I didn’t really mind. As I was walking it started to rain a little bit but I just put my hood up and my hands in my pockets, I’d be home soon. Only half way through the alley I heard a scream coming from one of the exits that I don’t go through. That scream would haunt me forever. It was a blood curdling scream, a terrified scream. I couldn’t just walk past and not do anything so I walked down the part of the alley I had never been down with caution, scared of what lied ahead. Never had I thought I would regret every decision I had made that afternoon. I got to a corner and heard another scream, the same scream come from the other side. I peeked round the wall to see to my horror what looked like five boys biting a girl around the same age as me. I looked down to see four other bodies lying lifelessly with red marks on their necks. I turned around and put my back against the wall, out of view of the boys. Closing my eyes I concentrated on the sounds I could hear; laughing, whispers, gasps, sucking noises and thumps. Using all the courage in me I peeked once more around the corner. The girl was lying on the floor with the same mark on her neck. I looked back up at the five boys who were looking at the people they had just killed. I gasped silently. The five boys went to my school. They turned around to leave and walked away laughing and whispering, flashing glances back towards the bodies. One of them, Niall, I think he saw me. I turned around trying to get out of his sight but I knew he had seen me and I dreaded the idea of them doing that to me.
Minutes past and when I was sure they had gone I looked round the corner, they had gone. I walked over to the bodies and tried to find a pulse on them, only one had a pulse and it was weak, I tried to wake her up by shaking her but she was unresponsive. I had to accept the fact that five boys that I knew had killed these people and there was nothing I could do to save them. Instead I looked at the mark on their neck I had seen; two red marks around five cm’s apart… I gasped. They were vampire bites, which meant Niall, Harry, Louis, Liam and Zayn were… vampires.
I ran home a fast as I could, let myself in and ran straight upstairs to my room shut the door, threw my bag near my desk on the floor and fell on my bed. How can this be? There is no such thing as vampire’s right? They are made up legends for our entertainment. If vampires are real does that mean that other monsters are real; wear wolfs, witches, sea monsters? What about dragons, aliens and demons? Everyone has always told me that monsters are not real, they are just myths. Now I feel as if I have been lied to my whole life. I fell asleep that night thinking only of the things that I had seen in that alley way.
I woke up and straight away checked my neck to see if it had been bitten in the night while I had slept, no I was fine, and I sighed in relief. I got off my bed and walked over to my wardrobe to pick out my clothes for the day; a white top, jeans and my favourite off one shoulder, white jumper will do, nothing to special it is only school. Once dressed I walked over to my mirror to do my hair and makeup, I looked up and screamed, written in red liquid that looked like blood was the words ‘we know you saw’. I heard footsteps running up the stairs and a few seconds later my mum was standing at my bedroom door.
“Kathy, Kathy, what’s wrong? Are you ok? Are you hurt?” My mum panicked as she tried to work out why I screamed. I couldn’t move I just stared at my mirror. When I didn’t answer my mum followed my gaze to the mirror. “Oh my gosh, is that blood?” I didn’t answer still in shock. “We saw you? What did you see Kathy? Come on speak!” my mum’s voice wobbled as she was freaking out. I took a deep breath.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” I replied honestly, picked up my bag, gave my mum a kiss on the cheek and walked out of the door, down the stairs and out the house. I couldn’t really tell her could I?
“Be careful please Kathy, please.” My mum shouted as I closed the front door.