A First Encounter

I stepped back, slowly, not quite sure of what I just did. I hit a
solid object behind me and stopped moving. I was shaking, and I was
confused. All the while I was staring at the girl. She shrank away from
me, scared.
She leaned against the wall opposite from me. She had one hand holding
herself up against the wall, the other one clutching her upper chest.
She watched me and I watched her, both of us with the same expression
of wonder and disbelief at the other,
She wore a yellow dress, the collar dripping with her blue blood
underneath her hand. I wore jeans and a red t-shirt, both dripping with
the same blue color. She sank to her knees on the floor, and I took one
step towards her, my hand outstretched.
She looked at my hand like one would look at a poisonous snake who was
ready to attack. And maybe, that's all I was. I took back my hand, and
stepped back once more. I brought my other hand to my face, and dropped
what it was holding suddenly, like I didnt know it was there. The
object narrowly missed my foot.
I choked back a loud sob, as I heard her speak her last word. "Why?"
she whispered quietly, so only I could hear. I shook my head in
disbelief. I did not know why. She fell over. I stood shaking. I didn't
know for how long.
Suddenly, a bell rang off in the distance. I looked up, realizing it
must be time for classes to change. I couldn't stay here though. I had
to leave. To get away from the scene. I glanced around quickly and
suspiciously.
I wasted no time. I had no time. I ran out of the room, and into the
sinks. No one was there yet, but it wouldn't be long. I rushed out of
the restrooms, and into the hallway. Luckily, no one saw me come out,
and I walked as quickly as I could out of the building.
No one suspected anything of me yet, and I smiled a fake smile at a
few people I knew when I passed them in the parking lot. I walked right
over to my mother's car, and got in. I always carried an extra key to
her car.
My mother worked half days at the school teaching an astronomy class.
Nothing she taught would have prepared me for his. I started up the
car, and started to drive away, but not before I heard screams from
inside the horrible building I just fled.
Tears poured down my face as I thought of the terrible day. I drove
off. I didn't really have my liscence yet, since I wasn't eighteen, but
I knew how to drive, and I wasn't that bad at it. As I drove, I
thought.
My father worked as some sorta government person, but I never knew
much about his job. My mother just taught astronomy at the school, a
job she started just this year. She never taught before, but she was
always knowledgeable about the stars. When I was really little, she had
a job, but gave it up when I started 3rd or 4th grade. I wasnt in
elementary anymore though, I was in 11th grade, and I knew more...or so
I thought....
She never taught me anything that would have helped me outside of
school. She never taught me for this, but somehow, I think she knew
about it. Especially when she told me to make friends with the new girl
Taliah.
I can still remember my parents talking about stars and the sky and
other mysterious things like that when I was younger. I never listened
to their conversations. Whenever anything like that was brought up, I
would roll my eyes, and they would laugh at me. How I wish now that I
had listened to them! Them and their crazy conversations!
The tears fell silently down my face as I came closer to my house.
Turning into my driveway, I burst out in sobs. I must have cried for
five minutes before it occurred to me to go somewhere more safe from
the public than in the car.
I crept into the house, hoping no one had seen. I went into my room
and packed necessities. I packed food, and clothes, and other things
that would help keep me safe. I was just about to leave my room, and I
swung open the door, figuring no one else was in the house.
But someone was. I screamed, and ran away, but the person was too
fast. They caught me, and held on tight. It was my mother. "NO!!!" I
screamed over and over. "NONONONO!!! Let me go! Don't turn me in!!!!" I
struggled to get away from her grip. She tried to speak to me, but I
wouldn't listen to her at all. I just kept screaming.
Finally, I wrenched myself from her tight grasp, and made it to the
window. I opened it, and was ready to climb out of it, when I looked
back at my mother, who was sprawled on the ground. I saw what I had
done to her. All I had done was knock her onto the ground, but it
showed a lot. Neither of us believed in violence. She reached her hand
out to me. "You dont understand..." She whispered desprately.
I shook my head, and jumped out the window. I landed with a crunch,
but at least I had gotten away from her. I carefully stood up. I didnt
think anything was broken at the moment. Other than me. I was in
pieces. "You're right, mom, I don't understand." I said tearfully to
the window that held nothing at the moment but the memory of me.
I started to run. I needed to get far away. I had protection, but it
wouldn't be enough. I needed somewhere to hide. It had to be far away,
but not too far away. It had to be secret. Somewhere where I could buy
food today, but not tomorow, because tomorow, they'd know who I was.
Today they didnt.

I ran. It was first contact. I had made it. I had destroyed it. And
soon, the whole world would know.