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I tried to breathe as Tasha was rubbing my stomach to help my liver. I told her to stop because it felt like it was coming back. "I guess I was just returning the favor." Tasha said.
"What?"
"You saved me. I woke up to you right beside of my hand. Then I realized what you done. You did want what that things that did that to Troy to happen to me."
"You lied to everyone about me, you framed me, and you threatened me." as I said these things Tasha eyes got filled with more and more tears. "But you don't deserve to die Tasha. You can change."
"I already have." She said with a smiled on her face. "I wish we could have stopped Troy from . . ." Then suddenly she bursted into tears. She was balled up in her self, so I layed my hand on her back. She grabbed me as if I was her savior, in a hug. Then I new what I was. I was a Savior.
I grabbed Tasha's arm and asked the driver if he had a flare stick incase of emergencies. He did but he only had 3. So I said keep 1 because we might be out for a while. Tasha's eyes went blank. "I AM NOT GOING BACK OUT THERE!!!!" She screamed, “We have to go and see what did this Troy, and kill it before it does it anyone else." Tasha was silent, and then said "O.k., but only to prevent it to happening to anyone else."
I got an axe from the utility compartment in the bus. As I stepped out I lit the flare, Tasha started to whine. I shushed her and we kept on. The flare lasted about 30 minutes whenever it started going dim. I told Tasha to get the other one ready when I saw a building in the distance. It was school. I rushed over there with Tasha holding my hand. As I reached the door at the school, Tasha was getting tough to move with me. As I turned around, I saw the horrific thing in my life.
It was the monster, it have one arm over her mouth and the other in a knife-type formation against her neck. It had a horrific grin on its face as it slid the knife down her leg and lifted up her skirt a little. She started to cry heavily. I grabbed the axe in both hands. Then the monster stuck his knifed-hand back up to her throat. Then I new what this thing was. It wasn't scared of anything, it knew what I, Tasha, and it. It was Troy. It was Troy's body inside of that Monster, and I had to save Tasha from it.


To be continued . . .