Johnny glared at the cat, as he slowly got up. The straggly cat continued to stare coldly at him.
“what, you think this is your doing?”
“Why don’t you go back to where ever you came from, black cats are just superstition.” He said walking away.
Ok, that was close! He thought.
He had trouble walking b/c of his missing shoe, but went on anyway. He wanted to just go home, for some reason he didn’t want to waste anymore time out here.
I’ll give this thing back after I show my friends that there’s no such thing as luck!
He started walking faster, twilight was now fading into darkness and street lights were now starting to appear. He decided to take a short cut through the park, he walked fast on the sidewalk through the park. The park had a decoration of a small picket metal fence, around the sidewalk.
What a stupid thing to put in a park, it’s just grass. He rolled his eyes at this.
While he was thinking this, a sudden flash of light blinded him.
The park show lights?! There’s no holiday! Why do we have idiots working in this town!
He slowed down his walking, he kept squinting and groping through the light, trying to get through.
I’m getting out! This is getting ridiculous!
He jumped over the fencing, leaving a gash on his foot. The cut was so deep he began to leave a trail of blood behind, the blood was rushing out of his foot so fast that he began to feel light headed and felt weaker with each step he took.
He did what he could to ignored the pain as he ran through the grassy field. He didn’t know why he felt so panicked! He kept running into the darkness, until finally tripping over something hard in the dark sting his bloody foot. He felt himself flying into the air, until finally smacking into the cold wet surface of the lake.
He opened his eyes, he felt himself floating.
Am I dead?
He tried to move, he felt heavy and slow. He wasn’t dead, he was in the lake! He struggled through the weeds and the heaviness of the water. With each stroke he took, he could feel him felt himself getting weaker and weaker. He was still losing blood from his the huge gash from his foot.
He finally broke through the surface of the lake, feeling light headed from the lost of blood and exhausted from his swim. He pulled himself on the edge of the lake, he laid on his stomach. He reflected on all that had happen.
Why? This can’t be real… no.
His eyes wandered over to a 4 legged figure.
“Oh C’mon! What’s your deal!” he shouted at it.
The figure let out a low growl while stepping into the light, the figure’s mouth had a heavy foam coming out of it’s mouth.
It was a rabid dog, he was coming closer to Johnny.
“oh no” he moaned.
His head turned away from the dog, he flinched to see the straggly cat by his side, he locked eyes with the cat’s, as it’s eyes changed to 5. Johnny turned his head and closed his eyes, he heard the growls of the dog as it neared him.
There’s no such thing as luck! There’s no such thing as luck!
No! No! No!
***Thanks for taking your time to read this! Please leave a comment and tell me what'cha think! There will be a part 4 later, will he live? will he die? Is this real? Stay tooned!***
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