Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Horror

I used to despise going out with friends. For one, I watched too many scary movies. They started with a group of friends and always upshotted with one friend either surviving or dying alone; after he witnessed the murder of his friends and family or etc. The second reason was primarily that you would not know if you were the last person they were to see before they die. This was my occasion after an unfortunate event that led to the death of everyone I would come in contact with. Even the Police Department had me as a person of question in every catastrophic murder; but were afraid for their own lives to address me. They eyed me from afar. It was hard not to notice them in the area that I grew up in. They were scarce around our parts of town. I bet you are wondering what in the hell is going on.Let me back up at least a month. Around thanksgiving when I noticed the happening of the fall.
It was September 18, 2017. I remember that day because it was the first day that the leaves turned a burned orange and tomato reddish color. That very same day the clique and I decided to go raid the spot over the way by fort worth. We got the word from scrappy, threw on all black stealthy attire and got on our bikes. We ran 5 deep. Freeways we ran two a lane and one behind. On Regular roads the play was the opposite.  The escape plans we put in place ran us that was so no matter if we scattered Like roaches; we could always patch glue ourselves back to the hood. Needless to say we ran our bikes like thieves in the night.