A Monster

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a little short story that I decided to write because I thought the topic was an interesting one. It's about a seemingly normal guy with a monster inside of him.

Submitted: January 20, 2016

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Matt was a seemingly normal, 16 year old boy living in a seemingly normal town called Huntsville. He wasn't popular, mostly stayed to himself, and had few friends. In fact, he had no friends.

Except one girl, a girl who went by Jess(no one really knew her real name). From the time he entered school in the morning to the time he got back in his car to drive back to his hotel in the evening, Jess was there for him. She was just constantly so pleasant to be around and kind. Too good to be true, even.. It annoyed Matt how much of a good friend she was, because he couldn't be such a good friend back.

You see, Matt wasn't a normal kid. Every since he was twelve, he had started to blank out some time around midnight and gain his senses sometime around four in the morning. He would feel fully rested, but his shirt would smell like dirt and his pants would be ripped, and he would smell like ash and smoke. Matt videotaped his apartment one night to see what happened; he just seemed to wake up and go out, usually out the window. The most potent sleeping pill couldn't stop him from getting up, nor could the most potent energizing pill keep him from passing out. 

Eventually, when Matt grew to be bigger and stronger, people started to get murdered in the night. There came to be rumors of a dark figure walking the streets at night or early in the morning. Fearing that it was himself, and knowing inside that it was, Matt fled from his hometown and moved elsewhere. He got himself a high-security apartment that no one could break into(or out of, for that matter), and everything stopped. No smoke-smelling. No ripped clothes. He still stuck to the same strange sleeping schedule, but other than that everything seemed to have subsided. And so Matt let himself get to know his neighbors. He went to high school. He was even working towards a degree in engineering. He had picked up the pieces of his life and glued it back together again, if a bit awkwardly. He seemed to have become almost normal.

Except that he wasn't. One night he woke up sweating, at four in the morning,  as usual. But it was not usual. The knees of his pants were ripped, his legs were skinned in several places. The back of his shirt had a large cut in it, and he had a scar on his forehead above his left eye. Hurriedly, Matt got up to check the window. It had been opened in the night. Standing there in the cold, in the dark, in the puddle of soft moonlight cast through his open window, Matt had a revelation. He could never be normal. He could never stop moving. And he would never be able to give back to Jess.

 

 

To be continued...


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