Ruby is my name it will never change as long as live, 25 years old, then now and always. Thinking back to that year when I had lost almost every thing that meant the most to me, finding love, by the same creatures that killed me in a weird sort of speak at the age 24, my family, and my sense of living. I’ll tell you how it happened. Maybe I can decide to keep living the way I am now or just finish what hasn’t been done for the last 50 years. Don’t worry I wont attack you cuz of hunger, I already ate. *licking my lips and showing my fangs.* It was a dark warm summer night, a cool breeze coming from my bedroom window. Feeling the breeze smacking me in the face, waking up from a night mare, the alarm clock ringing at 12:00 a.m. driving me crazy. After my third time trying to turn it off, with no success I threw it across the room. I had forgotten my daughter Haylee (8 years old, long natural burgundy hair with brown natural highlights. Has a fare but dark skin, with a perfect tan,) was sleeping with me tonight.My daughter Kaisee (18 years short jest black spiky hair, which a this moment was a mess She has pale skin with a tattoo on the back of her left shoulder of a rose going threw a heart.) and my son Luke (13 years old who looks like a 17 year old with slight tan and very muscular) they come running into my room at the same time Haylee woke up. All of them look at me with worried faces and sleepy voices, “Mom what wrong? Are you ok?” Kaisee picking up the alarm clock, turning it off and it back on my night table and asks me, “are you going to work early again?”Smiling at her I walk to my closet not answering her question. At my closet I look at cloths taking out my favorite black skin tight leather pants, a red tank top, black long sleeve net like shirt, and my jean vest with my black combat boots. Walking to the bathroom I saw Luke and Haylee already fast asleep on my bed. Kaisee thinking I didn’t hear her she asks me again. Looking at the mirror seeing the image of myself wearing the skin tight leather pants, the red tank top, net like long sleeve shirt, and jean vest. My shoulder length semi curly hair tied you to a side pony tail. Looking at my daughter I tell her, “Boss called earlier to say that I need to come and make sure every thing is in place for bachelors’ party that starts at 7am and ends 10pm.”“Then why do you have to go so early?”“Because I’m the top manager of the bare in the hotel, I have to make sure that there are enough of the listed drinks he gave me, for basically the whole day. And to make sure that the room each person is staying in has some snacks and maybe some more drinks…because “every thing has to be perfect”…. As much as I love it I hate it…but don’t worry ill going to be back in time to take you to summer school”… and with that I walked out the room with my keys in my had. As walked down the stairs I could hear her grumbling bout something but I’m not sure what. Then I here her say clearly say…Be Safe! Hearing that made me stop, I was right at the bottom of the steps when she said that, it stuck to me for I never really told her what my real job was. Im more like a hunter. I hunt for things that are you would think are fairy tale things. Well I’m here to tell you that you’re wrong, that things are not always what it seems.
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Drama
Created on 3-6-08
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