I woke to the smell of frying bacon and eggs. My birthday yesterday was almost the same like the other birthdays,except for that thing in the basement that now was out. Well I found out what that thing was and I had a pretty bloody fight with it. I'm still going to call it a thing, cause I have no idea what it was. It was hunch over and it seemed to be dragging it's arms on the ground,the skin was an ugly gray and the mouth of that thing, oh my gosh! The mouth went almost all the way around it's huge misshapen head. Rows of long sharp teeth grinned at me before it jumped, I swung the bat and hit that creep right in the face. It fell backwards with that shriek again and got right back up and attack again.
I missed hitting it and I got smack by it's huge claw like hand. I went flying through the air and landed with a thud on the ground. Boy! did that hurt. I got up as fast as I could, that thing was coming at me again. This time I managed to hit it again really hard. Smelly blood came out of it's head. Well I think it was blood or something else. It was a yellowish looking color and it smelled bad and I mean really bad. As in I'm going to throw up bad. You get the picture.
Well that thing stagger a bit and I hit again, but it caught the bat in midair and it lifted me up from the ground with it. It gave that creepy grin again and it threw me in the air really hard. I landed on my arm. The pain was awful, but I couldn't let that get to me for right in front of me was that monster running towards me with its' huge mouth open ready to take a bite.
I got up on shaky legs and raised the bat high up over my head. My arm hut really bad and it was hard to hold the bat, but I knew that I only had this once chance. I swung the bat down on that thing's head as hard as I could. It hit the target. That thing went down with a grunt, it tried to get up again, but I swung the bat again on it's head and kept swinging making sure that it could never get back up.
OK!OK! I know a bit over kill, but can you really blame me for that? I mean if you were in the same situation, you probably would have done the same thing. You wouldn't take a chance for that thing to get up again so that it could hunt you down? Nope I didn't think so.
Well anyway I woke up to the smell of breakfast. Downstairs I found Grandma Maggie cooking at the stove, while Grandpa Ben was sitting in his favorite chair and reading the newspaper. Which by the way is the same paper that he has been reading for years. The paper was yellow and brittle the date and some of the stories had long since rub off. He didn't seem to notice like a lot of other folks didn't seem to notice that their stuff was rotting away and it was really old or that it was completely gone. But they kept doing their thing over and over again.
I wanted to pretend that nothing was wrong that everything was OK and this was all a bad dream. But I just couldn't no matter how bad I wanted to. I knew that something evil was going on here, what ever it was it had affected everyone. Expect for me. Why was that? Why wasn't I affected like everyone else was? I wanted to ask my grandparents, but I knew that it wasn't going make a difference. They just weren't really there, I mean I could see them and touch them, but their real self's was long gone. Look I can't really explain this to you this is as good as I'm going to get it.
Anyway I sat down across from Grandpa. He flicked the paper and some of it floated to the ground. A huge chunk of it was missing on the bottom of it. I watch the pieces then I cleared my throat.
"Got something to say? Sweet pea?" Grandma said coming over to the table with a plate full of food. She put it down and sat next to Ben.
"A matter of fact I do have something to say, I'm just not sure how your going to take it."
"Well you best get it over with then and then we'll see how we take it." Ben said putting his paper down. They both looked at me.
"Well, I was thinking of heading to the city to look for a job and maybe a place to live." I waited for their answer. I was a little bit worried that they wouldn't like it at all, but then they both smiled and looked at each other.
"There's no reason to be worried, sweet pea. I think it's a great idea that you want to be on your own. Granted I do think your a bit young still to be doing that, but I am proud of you." Maggie gave me a kiss on the cheek and then headed me my plate that had two eggs and some bacon on it.
Ben grunted. " For crying out loud Mag, she isn't to young. Why I started living on my own at the tender age of 15."
"Oh hush Ben, we both know you started to live on your own when you turned 20. 15 years old my foot."
Yep that was my grandparents for ya. They got along great but boy could they bicker. It was kind of cute. Especially when they sat across from each other at the kitchen table and would have a yelling match while shaking their fists at each other. Or when they where in different rooms and were yelling at each from each room. Boy it was really hard not to laugh. You would have had a hard time yourself in not laughing.
"So you guys are OK with me going on my own then?"
"Of course we are, in fact I want to have Old Blue." Ben said while he took out a pair of keys from his pocket.
"But Grandpa you love that old truck! Are you sure you want me to have it?"
Old Blue was Grandpa's favorite truck in the whole world. He's had it since was a teen. He takes really good care of it. I was a bit surprised that he was giving it to me.
"I don't see why not, I haven't driven Old Blue for years now. I would like to see her on the road again and your the best person to give her to. Cause I know my sweet girl will take really good care of her for me."
"Thanks Grandpa, your the best." I got up and gave Ben a really big hug. He laugh and patted my shoulder.
"You best eat your breakfast and get ready, it takes a few hours to get to the city."
I nodded my head and sat down. In no time I was ready to go. Maggie gave me a hug and told me to be careful. She didn't have to worry about that. Ben was waiting outside next to Old Blue. He gave me a hug too and I got in to the truck. I put my trusty bat next to me.
I wanted to take the tray with me, but when I open the closet the tray was gone! I like a doofus, looked for it. When I should have know better that it wasn't going to be found. I wonder if it was because I'm leaving to the city and that I might not need it there? After all there are a lot of stores in the city to find food in. I'll admit that the only thing that I'm worried about is what will happen to me when my birthday comes around again while I'm living in the city.
Boy does that thought make me want to stay right here on the farm. But I have this feeling that I won't be able to do that anymore. The city is a great place to shop and that, but I prefer to live in the country. I like the peace and quiet. Well it's time for me to go. I really and I mean I really don't want to, but I have to.
I gave Ben another hug through the truck window and started Old Blue up and drove off down the road toward Lark City wondering what was going to happen to me there?