I never thought the family would come back, not after what they did. But then I saw them driving up the street. And what was worse, they were pulling up in front of the rental house next door!

I tried to calm myself down, but the panic kept rising inside of me, like bile. The whole family was sick, not just one of them, it was them all. I was scared of every single one of the Herring???s, not that they???d ever know. After the incident everyone knew who to blame, their oddities made them outcasts in society. It was pitiful how they had no friends, but it was their own choice. My mind raced with a million things that could have brought them back into town, but nothing seemed to be realistic. Mr. Herring was still in jail, but how could the rest of the family be coming back to a place where no one wanted them? If they were moving in next door, I???d have to come to terms with the fact that I was living next to a murderer???s house. No matter what I did it???d always seem like someone was watching me from that eerie gray two story house, with the blue shutters, and the black door. I grabbed my cellphone, quickly dialing my best friend Cali. On the third ring, she picked up but before she could even say hello, I hurriedly rushed to explain what was going on. ???Cali, we???re in trouble. The Herrings???, they???re back, everyone but Mr. Herring.??? Cali???s lack of response was frightening, I didn???t know what to say. I needed to get out of this house, and out of this town as soon as possible. Who knew what could happen in the short time I was alone? The Herring boys weren???t exactly the nicest, they tortured animals and were the type of boys who crept upon you in the middle of the night, before scaring the living daylights out of you.

Cali???s phone suddenly disconnected. I stared at my own cellphone in horror. What was going on? I told myself to calm down, maybe her phone died, or maybe she had to go; but Cali always charged her phone, and she would???ve told me if she had to leave. With the thoughts racing through my head, I realized something wasn???t right. Grabbing my rain boots and coat, I quickly put them on before stalking to the car. This wasn???t normal, nothing right now was. My mind felt scrambled and I couldn???t think straight anymore, all I knew was that I had to get to Cali???s and quickly. Racing down the back road to Cali???s house I turned on the radio, just in time to hear that a prisoner from Montgomery

The wind blew across her face as she crossed through the cemetery, her slight figure casting a shadow against the ground. Looking around warily, she slowly knelt to the ground, and set a few roses at the foot of the tombstone. Tears ran down her face as she remembered the day her boyfriend died. "I shouldn't be here, right now. He should be the one alive, not me.", she said aloud, as the memory drifted through her head.

They were both in the car, she in the passenger seat, and him driving. The moon was covered by clouds, making the night seem darker. He didn't notice the stop sign, nor did he notice the approaching car. The headlights of the car were off, making it hard to see the black Porsche as it drove quickly, and quietly down the street. She knew something was wrong, that something horrible was going to happen tonight, but she quickly shoved the thoughts out of her head. They were coming back from his party, he had turned 18 at exactly 8:03 at night. She was so excited for him, he would finally be an adult. Their entire futures were planned out. She would be turning 18 in three months; at which point, they would go to Venice for their wedding, and then Rome for their honeymoon. She stifled back a sob, as she came back to reality. Overcome with shock, she looked around noticing for the first time how dark it was. Holding a hand out in front of her, she slowly stood up, waving her hand in front of her face. 'Everything is so somber, I'm not able to see anything...' she thought. The wind picked up, causing her to shiver. Looking around she noticed the moon was covered by clouds, making it impossible to see anything...And then it started to pour...

The Porsche halted to a stop a couple meters ahead of the car. The driver got out slowly, and wickedly grinned as he noticed the approaching car. Stepping out of the way, his eyes flared red as he retreated in the shadows of the woods. His reason for coming here almost complete. Keeping his eyes trained on the car as it came speeding around the corner, he watched as it crashed into the Porsche. 'What a damn shame that I had to waste that car. 'Twas a nice one too..' he thought.