“Run Melonie,” my mother’s friend, Evy, screamed out, causing me to jump in fear.I stood there frozen, scared to move. My face crumpled like a piece of paper, my eyes welled up in tears as I stumbled backward, as if punched in the gut.I stared at my mother, Maela, who was swallowed in sweats, fighting off some unexpected, scary animals.“Melonie, you need to leave, run and hide. I promise to explain everything to you…RUN,” my mother, Maela, screamed.It was my eighteenth birthday; I had just returned from my party only to meet them fighting monsters.“Is that a werewolf?” I thought to myself, shivering in fear.The fight was toxic, and I felt like that thing was aiming at me for a reason.Having no choice other than to flee from the scene, I dashed out of the house at full speed.“What were they?” I murmured, frightened.Hurrying back to my birthday party, I looked around for my best friend, Arlo, when I got hit by a young man, more like he was trying to pass through me but couldn't.
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