Angie woke up to the familiar but painful sounds of a
drunken father beating a cheating mother.
Angie could feel the angry words swarming around her like a horde of
angry hornets as she laid in her bed holding a pillow over
her ears trying to drown them out. She felt hot and was shaking
and crying. She couldn't take it anymore and jumped out of bed in her
nightgown, kicked the screen off of the trailer window and jumped out.
She started running, not looking back, not stopping, just running
until she couldn't run anymore. Angie ran into the woods about a mile
away from her home in the trailer park and laid down at the foot of a
tree and fell asleep.
Angie woke up, quickly realizing that she was in a place
different than the place where she fell asleep. She found herself in
an alley between two little shops in a small, quaint village. She
stood up and slowly walked out into the street. It was a busy little
street filled with nicely dressed men and women, playing children, a
few peddlers selling various items. As Angie walked through the street
she was greeted by friendly "hello's" and tipped hats. As she walked
by a small little bakery a cute little old lady grabbed her arm gently
and said, " Oh, my dear little girl, come inside and let me get you
cleaned up and put some fresh clothes on you. Angie readily accepted
and thought to herself, " I really like this place. It is so much
better than my house. I may never leave." The old lady introduced
herself as Caroline Smithee and brought Angie into the bakery. The warm
smells of various pastries and cakes filled the room and Angie thought
for a moment that she was in Heaven. Mrs. Smithee took her upstairs into
the bathroom and gave her a beautiful, clean dress. " Now honey, hurry
up and draw your self a nice warm bath and get ready, dinner is in
town square in an hour."
Angie woke up in the bathtub." Oh no! I must have fallen
asleep. I hope I am not late for dinner." Angie hurried up and got her
new dress on."This sure is a pretty dress," she thought " tonight must
be special. I better fix my hair." While Angie was fixing her hair she
thought about home and how much she hated it then she thought about
this town with all of the nice people and the sweet Mrs. Caroline Smithee.
She was so happy now, so happy to be away from her old house, so happy
to be here. Angie quickly ran downstairs. Mrs. Smithee was gone." I must
be late," Angie said aloud. She ran down the road to town square and
saw a lot of people." The whole town must be out there," she thought.
So she hurried down the street to all the people. Everyone was dressed
very nice and standing in a circle holding hands. " Here sweet girl,"
said Mrs. Smithee, " I'm over here." Angie ran to her and found herself a
place in the circle. "We are just about to begin," said Mrs. Smithee.
Suddenly, everybody looked toward the ground and started stepping side
to side, swaying, and chanting. It sounded like another language.
Maybe Latin or something. Angie stood there swaying with them and
looking around wondering what was going on. There was no food around.
Then, all at once, everyone looked up quickly and started running
around, yelling and screaming. Angie jumped back in shock as she saw
what was happening. People were hitting, scratching, and clawing at
each other. Two men each grabbed a leg of a little girl and pulled
until she tore in half and the men quenched themselves with the girl's
bitter blood. She ran to find Mrs. Smithee, but when she did, all that was
left was her head and a couple of fingers. Angie saw four teenage
girls jump on a fifth girl and tear her head off and pull out her
heart and a couple of other organs through the hole that was once her
neck. Angie screamed and ran back to the alley where she first woke
up. There was a little old man laying in the alleyway shaking and
naked. " Help me," the feeble little man managed to say. Angie rushed
to his side and assured him everything would be ok.
The last thing she heard was the man's devious little laugh as his
teeth sank deep into her throat.
