the bus stop

i was only four when i first started feeling the unease of that i was being watched doing everyday tasks like, washing my hair,playing in the sprinkler, and feeding all of the animals. My family and i lived out in a quiet town out in Kansas. The house was old when we first bought it but my papa and ma fixed it up and added some new rooms for my brothers and i. We used to be country people. this all changed not long after i turned 10.  I was going in fifth grade i being the age i was i was so excited when i got to hear i could walk to the bus stop by myself. my mother was not ready for me to walk such a distance by myself but i begged and begged. Mom finaly said "okay doll baby, you can go by yourself you just need something to protect yourself with just in case." i replied with "mom i'm a big girl now i can fight." she shook her head slightly then looked at my dad. my dad stepped in and said "we know you want to be like your brothers your mom just wants you to be safe." "okay" i said mom handed me some pepper spray and said go to the bus stop she handed me my brown paper bag and sent me on my way. I felt so happy people will stop picking on me because of my mom kissing my head before i get on the bus.the walk was long from the house to the bus stop and it had dead trees surrounding the path to the bus stop. There was a sound in the distance, i looked in the direction. I saw a tall man, i didn't get scared by him.I waved at him he waved back, then i noticed his face pitch black eyes and a crooked smile. I heard the bus coming so i turned around looked down the street and saw the bus. I went to look at the man one last time but he was gone, the bus rolled up and i climbed in it. the next morning i kissed mom and dad goodbye, i left the house ran down to the bus stop and stood in the rain. He was there again but a bit closer and holding a chain. My eyes followed the chain and it led down to a small dog like figure but the odd thing is it was standing upright. The unease of the new being scared me. The man waved, i waved back. then he pulled something out of his long black jacket and dropped it in front of him landing in a clank noise. The bus showed up all of a sudden, the man vanished leaving what he had dropped. i wanted to tell my mom what i had seen but i knew she would walk me to the bus stop again, so i didn't tell. It was about noon on saturday i walked with my brother Joe and showed him where i had seen the man. Joe walked back there and picked up what the man had dropped. It was a bloody chain. he said "we need to tell dad." i looked at him crookedly "No." i demanded i told him how the kids had bullied me for mom kissing me before i got on the bus. He frowned, "okay but if this man gets closer I'M going to start walking you down here." i nodded. Over the next day my brother kept a good eye on me. He seemed worried about me. I woke up on monday and as i was getting my dress on i heard a faint tap on my window i looked out of it, the small figure was standing out side.I screamed, everyone an in. Joe was the first one, he grabbed me and pulled me away from the window tears rolling down my face terrified by what i just saw. The small figure was a little boy, he had scars every where on his face with an eye missing, sharpened teeth, and sewn on dog ears. His blonde hair was stained brown. Joe  kept hugging me while the others looked for it. They passed it off as my imagination, Joe knew the truth. It was real. I still walked by my self to the bus stop by myself. As i got near the bus stop i noticed the man, he no longer wore a smile but an un-humanly frown with the frown falling off his face. He reached int his pocket once again and pulled out a rusty knife. I hear a noise from behind, i turn around it is the little boy. He was running at me, i turn and look at the man still frowning he looks right at me and then at the boy. i was tackled to the ground i look at who attacked me, it was Joe. He gave me a look of sadness and i feel some one pick me up from the back of my dress hands colder then ice Joe jumped to his feet and looked at me. He yelled "put her down now!" then a manical laughter arose from behind me. i knew "he had taken me into his grasp, i started kicking and screaming. A sharp pain was felt in my side, then a cold trickle of a liquid ran down my back. I knew what had happened. i was stabbed. Joe charged at the man when i let out a horrible scream, he knew what had happened. The man dropped me, joe tryed to attack him, the punch went straight threw the man.he vanished for a minute then re-apeared behind me. i got knocked out. I woke up the next about 5 hours later still at the bus stop. I looked for joe there was only a knife on the ground. He was gone. It has been 13 years. Im writing this again because in the forest at night, i hear the laugh of the man and i am starting to see him again. He has two of them now, i'm pretty sure one is joe.  If you ever see this man please do your self a favor just commit suicide he will not stop unless he has you, or the one who he has been watching. ~ julliana