Nyctophilia

Chapter 1

A naturally beautiful teenage girl strolled down the cold frosty street. It was 10pm and she was walking back from the shops. The girl was dressed in a dark purple hoodie with black jeans covering any skin that could be exposed to the deadly coldness that was slowly creeping up on her. Her dark purple trainers trod lightly on the pavement leaving no trace or sound behind her. Her hood was drawn up tight around her face and a black fringe covered her peculiar bright, sky-blue eyes that never met anyone else's gaze as she was afraid of what they might find hidden in her mind. One earphone hung out of her ear colliding with the small silver hoop piercing in her ear lobe. As she slowly walked on, she suddenly came to a stop outside a small white house and looked past their pristine lawn and into their window. She saw a sofa with a family of four nestled up and watching the Christmas film elf on the tv. In the opposite corner a tall grand Christmas tree stood stealing up at least 1/4 of their living room. It was decorated in gold tinsel and a wide range of bright coloured baubles, and surrounding the bottom of the tree,  there were piles upon piles of different patterned and different shaped Christmas presents. Four empty stockings where pinned to the top of the roaring fire place with the fires fingers reaching out straining to escape the cruel cage it was trapped in. She felt the stab of loneliness as if she had been physically hit, and she dragged her eyes away from this painful scene as she carried on walking, looking up every now and then and quickening her pace. She was mildly aware of a massive wall of fog ascending on her until she suddenly couldn't hardly see a meter in font of her pale face. But she knew she must carry on. She was nearly there: she just had to cross the road and she was safe. Though that night it was the kind of fog where you cant see anything around you, not even the headlights of a car. She took two steps into the road and looked around to hear the screeching of breaks ,and the peculiar, ear-ripping sound of something that didn't sound human, screaming as she flew through the air and hit the floor with a sickening crunch. The last thing that she saw before she gave way to the darkness slowly clouding her vision, was a star shining just as brightly as the moon,  directly above her...

Hey uh I'm not so sure about this, it was just an idea that randomly came into my head. Eh this will literally flop but ya know never mind 😭😭😂😂