Slipping out of humanity by April McAuliffe (feel good novels txt) 📕

few steps toward it. The dogs back hair stands up like a cat and his teeth become more bare. I feel myself getting anxious and anticipated with myself. I open my mouth also and feel my razor jaws coming out once more. The dogs copies me and steps on back and runs off into the woods with a little helpless whine attached to it. I feel myself smirk. "Did I do that?" I asked myself. "Apparently so dear." The wind whispers to me softly. I turn around, always expecting to see someone behind me but as always no one was there. Making me feel more of a lunatic than I already am.

 

 

I run across the street toward the path that no any other intersection built in with it. I turned around a dark corner and noticed a lonely house that still had its porch lights on. I followed of what i had left with my mind and sped down the driveway. I pondered the wooden door with worry and yelled. "Help! Please, someone open the door. I need assistance!" After a few moments I watched a young blond woman open the door wearing a purple Victoria Secret short lingerie dress. "Can I help you?" The woman spoke softly as she crept her face through the slit door. "Please.." I heaved in another breath. "Help me. I need medical assistance!" The woman frowned a little and nodded in agreement. She opened the door slightly more just enough so I could slip through. "Babe, who is it?" I come around the corner from the kitchen and seen a brown headed mans head poking out from the black sofa while staring at the little black television. "Babe?" The man turns around to see he so called "Babe" and me enter. His eyes widen as he turns on the little lamp right next to him for a better view. He slowly gets up off the couch and stares blankly at me. "Melina?" His horse voice asked. "Dad." I hear myself say with a distant cry in my voice and run up to hug him. I wrap my arms around him as though a child would to a father that has been away in war for many, many years. I could feel his stare as I squeezed tighter and embraced the light peppermint smell coming from his white shirt. "I didn't know you had a kid, Henry." I unfold my arms from him and turn around to see the blond woman in her early 20s light a cigarette and take a small puff out of it. "What. Are. You. Doing. Here!?" Henry clenched his fists and shoved me onto the couch. "I thought you'd-" I began to protest until he quickly cut my off. "You were BETTER to me when you were gone! What makes you think I want a mistake like you!??? EVER!?" I lean up and watch his expression turn more into anger. I stood up and spoke for my defense "I thought you would be HAPPY to see your only daughter! Never less your only child!" "Um excuse me!? Only CHILD?!" I turn to the woman and see her manicured white finger tip rise up in protest. She points to a photo on the wall to her left. I follow her gaze along and meet a picture with her, my father and a little boy all smiling. All nicely groomed and looking chipper as ever. "Little Billy." The woman announced as she caught me staring at the small child between them. "But, dad..." I felt myself becoming fearful with myself as everyone directed there attention toward my so called father now. "I wanted to move on, Melina. You were gone and I can honestly say that I never ONCE thought of you as a daughter. If anything... a pest." His eyes began to look small to me as he spat out that was even more vigor as you could imagine.

 

 

 

"Just for you APPEARING in my presence, I should teach you how not to interrupt a family like this. One that has no problems or any PESTS!" I felt my heart becoming light again. It felt like nothing was no longer inside of me. I was an empty vessel. "I did everything you ever asked me to do. I have tried for years to impress you. Just so you could love me and show the affection I have always shown you..." I said slowly and seen his face turn serious. "Why would anyone love an annoying pebble in there shoe?" I heard both laugh with anticipation and randomly wrapped my hand around his throat. I lifted him off of his feet and watched them dangle hopelessly in the air. I focus my gaze onto the man I once called father. The one that I once believed would maybe, hopefully love me as much as he loved my mother before. "Its not my fault shes dead..." I heard myself say and watched his face slowly turn purple from a lack of air. The woman started to annoy me by constantly screaming "Stop it!" "Ill call the police!" My only answer for her though was " I don't care." The sad part was...I really didn't. I shifted my face into its Rugaru form. "Demon!" They both said to me. I hated that word. I shifted my hand until I felt his collar bone and ripped it out of his throat. Blood spiraling all over the carpet and screams filling the silent house. Even though all of this was happening I still felt nothing, not even desire. I chewed off the woman's 5 star, super model face into bits of pieces of mush and through her decaying corpse onto the couch. In the corner, Henry, was in the corner heaving for his few last breathes. "You........are.....monster." He said and heaved again. I walked over and looked down at him. "No...I'm your daughter." With that I placed my shoe on his face and smashed it just like his hussy wife's. I walked to the kitchen and cleaned myself off with a rag and went into Henry's and his wife's room to steal a black leather jacket in the closet that caught my eye automatically. I slipped it on and opened the front door to let myself out. "Mama?" I turn around and watched a small little boy with blue plaid pj's on carrying a small brown bear. "Mommy? Daddy?" He looked around before at me and seen the damage that I caused. I frown and look at his eyes fill with tears. "What happened?" He looked at me and welled little more. "A mass murderer killed your family, Billy." I begun and stared at his little feet. "I'm sorry." I took a long breath and headed out the door. Leaving it to slam behind me. Leaving Billy, to witness something no child should ever witness....not even the monster that caused it.

Major creeping

 

 

 

I walked off the creaking porch and turn around a bush to once again end up on the path that seemed to lead to no where. "Your making a mess in everywhere you go." The voice for once didn't sound so sincere. It sounded serious and somehow knew what was always happening toward me. I couldn't help but ask How or more importantly Why? "You've just noticed this??" I grit my teeth and feel suddenly stupid for talking to things that are not there. "No. I'm starting to believe that you have though.." I stopped and closed my eyes in the darkness. I sigh and turn around expecting nothing as always but to my astonishment I see something I have never seen before. A woman with sliverish/blondish hair stood before me and was completely see through. She smiled lightly as I dropped my jaw. Of course she could smile you must think but could she still do it when her smiles broken? I guess so...I should after all should know from the experience.

 

 

"You don't know who I am, do you?" She frowned and shook her head with her long, wavy locks. "My dearest, Melina. Your stronger than this. Your stronger in digging into this...temptation." She began to choke over her words as I used to do. I smirked at the pithiness she has shown toward me. "Pitiful." I spat out and felt a heart drop. I couldn't figure out though if it was mine,.. or hers?..."I told you to trust, Manuel." She said and crossed her arms at me. "I did." I announce. "I did exactly what you told me. I trusted him and found out he was no use to me but for being a meat sandwich." I bite my finger and tease. I knew she was trying to be serious. That's the thing though shes 'trying'. "Child you killed him. You did not trust him,..not enough." She held her head low and shook her head. "A daughter of mine will NOT be the one of mine to become.."A monster?" I finish her sentence and watch her nod slowly. "Wait...daughter? My mother died when I was born." I arched an eye brow at her of uncertainty. "Yes I know." She smiled and nodded again. She stepped a little bit forward up to me, her white dress floating behind her like a little cloud. I gulped quietly in a fear I have never felt before. First impressions? I believe so.

 

 

 

She grabbed my hand gently. It felt numbing, cold and very light all at once. It was like I was hand shaking with the wind itself. She looked down just as I did at both of her hands and said "Your much better than this. What Henry's done to you I know has affected you greatly. You never felt good enough and you felt like you were always at competition to get your fathers love. Let me assure you of something, Melina." She was quiet for a second and looked up to me and stared at me in the eyes. "You were ALWAYS loved by others. No one has ever though of you as less than you may think. Your love is great along for others, your trust is baring but still low of a cause of pain. You going off killing those who have done wrong to you or even the innocent" I lowered my head and thought of the people on the bus and the poor homeless man. "No one deserves that pain. Not even you. Making people live and die in pain will not cover over your pain. The guilt will eventually grow and it will kill you from the inside out." I felt a few tears slide down my cheek and stared at her ghostly hand coming for my cheek. Slightly wiping the tears away just like a mother would. "Remember who you are. Remember that you are still human...not just a monster." I began to cry more. The more I did, the more uncontrolled I felt inside toward it. This made me cry out more. Resisting the pain inside for all these years have finally grown on me and taken over me all completely. "Melina, I love you." I looked up through my welled up eyes and watched her smile and slowly disappearing right in front of