Is 2 Little Monsters A True Story Novels & Stories

They all claimed that nothing was happening. Few years back, Jeremy had refused to shift in front of anyone. He wouldn't even do his usual training again. Although no one noticed, his parents did. Then they heard about the monster Jeremy had brought home from a war. No one was allowed to see the monster, anyone that saw it, never lived to speak about it. Jeremy had been safeguarding the monster. Milan and Adrian had warned anyone who moved close to it. Although Jeremy hasn't said anything about it, Sheila feels that the monster has a connection with Jeremy.

They followed the trail deeper and deeper into the woods, their hearts pounding with the thrill of the hunt. All of a sudden, the trail ended at a small stream. The guards looked around, confused. "Where did they go?" one of them asked. "Did they cross the stream?" "There are no tracks on the other side," another guard replied. Just then, a faint rustling was heard in the bushes nearby The guards turned, their weapons drawn. Out of the bushes stepped a small, white rabbit. It stood frozen, staring at the guards with wide, terrified eyes "It's just a rabbit," one of the guards said. "The children must have gone another way." But the other guards were not so convinced.

he admits. "That's okay," I say. "Then I'll borrow it for you." He huffs weakly. "How generous." I smile softly and begin to massage his scalp in slow circles. "Want to hear a story?" He cracks his untainted eye open, looking up at me. "What kind of story?" "A harmless one," I say. "From when I was little." His lips twitch. "Go on." I take a deep breath. "When I was six, I was convinced our house was haunted."

That face, those eyes, that feeling. I didn't dare to watch Kael and the girl kissing intimately under the moonlight any longer. I fled back home almost in a panic. Back home, I sat on the cold floor, unable to calm down for a long time. That girl's face flashed before my eyes repeatedly, like a ghost. It made me realize that this matter was far more terrifying and bizarre than I had imagined. My hands trembling, I took out my phone and sent emergency messages to several people. Half an hour later, my parents, Kael's mother Elara, and Kael's sister Rachel all rushed to my residence.

“How are you getting something to eat?” “I broke into the candy machine, and the drinking fountain has water.” “Does the monster know you’re in here?” “I dunno, it never comes here.” “Where does it go?” “Sometimes it slides on the street. Sometimes it crawls in the grass.” “What does the monster do?” “It slides and eats stuff. It ate a squirrel. The squirrel tried to get away, but the monster crawled over it, and it was gone.” “Have you been anywhere else downtown?” “I wanted to go to the grocery store, but I’m too afraid. The monster will get me.”

I managed to stay standing as I opened up the Monster GO app on my phone. Sure enough, there was a Monster nearby. It was named “I’m Sorry Alicia.” I held my phone up to see the digital Monster standing on the chess table. It was drawn in the style of the other monsters, but it was obviously based on Jacob and me. Technically, it was two monsters, one male with blue fur and the other female with beautiful curly hair. Their hands were entwined, making them a single creature. Underneath, the information bar said they were lovers that were meant to be together. Separating them caused great harm.

I crouched down to pick them up but I froze when I thought I saw someone at the corner of my eyes passing by the open door of the dining room. Peeking my head out from behind the counter, I looked towards the door and frowned when I saw no one. Maybe I imagined it? Confused, I stared at the door for a few more seconds before I looked back down at the grapes. This entire scenario felt very familiar. Chills ran down my spin as I recalled a thirteen year old me walking around the house at night, unaware of the monsters following me with their eyes. I shook my head as hard as I could to try and get the memory out of my head.

Even when she was covered in bruises and blood, she refused to admit defeat. "It's okay, Mom. Theo's just in a bad mood. He's usually good to me. Besides, he's meant for big things. Everything will be fine once he becomes the richest man around. When he's rich, I'll have cars and jewelry. We'll be the ideal couple on TV, accepting interviews and all." She was lost in her own fantasy, oblivious to the real story of how Theo had risen from a simple villager to a respected tycoon. Her words were merely a way to calm the anxiety gnawing at her.

Wanda asked, her voice softening slightly. I thought of Lucien standing in that study, shaking but refusing to give up. I thought of the way I had let everyone else write my story for twenty-one years. "I realized that if I’m going to be a monster in their eyes anyway, I might as well be a monster who plays the cello."

a brave little boy asked. Arin knelt down. "In a way," he said. "But the monster was silence. And we fought it with stories." He then told them a simplified, exciting version of how he, Sela, and Leo had tamed a world of dust and brought it back to life. The children listened, their eyes wide.