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| Alarmingly Strange Stories |
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Evil's Eye |
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| . The huge opening seemed to breathe, and with each intake of breath its mouth seemed to open a little wider. Jenny closed her eyes. This was it. She felt the warm, sticky air wash over her body and took another step forward, her hands were moist with sweat and her heart was pounding in her chest, "Jenny… JENNY!" A shrill, high-pitched voice yelled her name, it seemed to be coming from everywhere at once. The vision fell apart in front of her and Jenny opened her eyes. The entrance to the school was there, nothing more. Jenny shuddered; it was like this every morning. "Jenny!" the voice yelled again. This time she realised where it was coming from and looked around to see one of her friends running towards her. "What's her name again?" she thought to herself. She couldn't remember, but it didn't matter. These people didn't concern her at all. Jenny was 16. She looked like she'd walked out of a painting, a painting too beautiful to be real. Her long brown hair flowing down to her hips, eyes as blue as an ocean reef and a smile so bright it made the sun seem dull. But Jenny didn't care about her looks, they were the one thing in the world she could live without. She hated walking up the school corridor, hated the looks the boys gave her. They were only interested in one thing. Most girls her age welcomed the looks, gave a flirty little smile, played with their hair and walked on. But not Jenny, she knew what the looks really meant, knew the thoughts going on behind those eyes, and knew the evil dwelling within. "Jeeeeeeeennnny, wait!" her friend whined from behind her. Abbey, that was her name, annoying, snotty, stuck up Abbey. Jenny hated labelling her a friend. Slut would have been a more appropriate term she mused, but these were the only people who talked to her, brainless morons who, if not for their looks, would probably have been left by their parents in a gutter to rot. She smiled at this thought and turned to talk to Abbey. Abbey: Thanks for waiting Jenny. Jenny: No problem. So how was your night? Abbey: OH MY GOD! Dave called, he said he'd love to go out on a date some time. Jenny: You know he only wants you for one thing, don't you? Abbey: (Giggles) Oh don't be silly, Dave's not like that. There was no point in listening, these conversations were stupid and pointless. Jenny saw the world through different eyes, she knew what went on behind peoples closed doors at night, knew about the increasing levels of violence lurking below the surface and knew nothing could be done to stop the decline of humanity. Jenny also knew that no one at her school was worth speaking to. She was on a higher level than they were, but this was not a gift, it was a curse. Lonely all the time, she wished nothing more than to be able to sink to their level. The way life drifted past them, without a care. Jenny longed for this feeling, and yet she knew this was impossible. She had been shown things, awful things, things that most people would not even believe, let alone begin to understand. The world was a horrible, evil place. Jenny's job opened her eyes wider than she could ever have imagined. It brought back the terrible memories of her time spent at school. Her boss was overweight, bald and a down right sleaze. His thoughts travelled to places the boys at her school had never even dreamed of and his eyes showed everything. She put up with these looks, as awful as they may be, this job kept her as hidden from the world as she could ever hope to be. However the looks became more frequent and the hunger in his eyes grew stronger. He started making passes at her, a little slip of the hand every now and again, a quick touch and "don't mind me, these hands have a mind of their own." . |
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