The Person Underneath

Silena Scottman was a nobody.

At least she thought.

Her life was normal.

That's what she thought.

Strange things avoided her, avoided her family, avoided her town.

But she was wrong.

So she wasn't expecting what happneed when it all went wrong.

At it got the best of her.

Sophia Robinson
Sophia was walking down the street, brown curls spilling over her shoulders and backpack as she happily skipped home from school. As a proud seven year old, she finally got to walk the short distance from her house, to her school, Horance Clarkson Elementary. Her blue eyes shined, looking around, at the puddles in the streets, the clouds drifting away, the sun pouring down. Everything.

Her fancy fake gold colored backpack gleamed as well, making her very noticable as skipped her way along.

Making her a target.

But she didn't know. She didn't know until black gloved hands were around her neck, cutting off her air. She didn't wake until she woke up hours later in a dark room with no parents. She didn't realize what had happened until she heard some strange man demanding money, she assumed her parents on the phone. She didn't do anything until the police came, as Sophia's little ears caught the sounds of sirens wailing.

She didn't cry as the gun was pointed at her head as the police barged in.

She didn't breathe after she was shot.