It began on a winter's night, when I was about 5. I had always known of the sounds and things coming out of the closet. Of course I had; they'd always been there. It wasn't until this night, this age. It wasn't the first time I had ever seen one of the creatures, and it certainly wasn't the first time I'd been awaken by them. What was different about this time was that this monster talked. This monster knew my name, and wanted to take me away. There's a certain instinct little children have... Like they know danger when they see it. It's just that a small child's curiosity almost always takes over. The monster that came out of the closet was human-ish looking. The only difference being...
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The only difference being that it had fangs. it was pale, and it was not exactly monsterish. at least, not monsterish like some of the others. they had piggy noses and hawk wings or cat tails and scales. this one... it looked... well, almost normal. except for the fangs, of course. little kids know danger, but they also have curiosity. this... monster, it looked about my age. i took it's hand. that was a bad idea. this monster, she wasn't evil, but evil is different from dangerous. she took me into the closet. a blinding flash of light occured, and it faded slowly. we were in a garden. it was a beautiful garden, but sad and solemn. it was filled with black roses. although back home there was a blizzard, here, it seemed to be the middle of summer. i looked at the monster. she smiled at me. "welcome, genevieve. welcome to the land of Honua." she said.
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"I, uh, um, where?" I ask, stammering, a little shocked. The monster laughs, a soft tinkling laugh,"You're in Honua, a secret land." I look around at the garden,"Why the heck is it so sad?" I ask. The monster sighs,"It's been like this, since the..." She lowers her voice,"incident..." she whispers. I raise my eyebrows,"What incident?"
she looked away. "nothing, nothing."i looked at her. "i may be ten, but i know this is not nothing."she turned back to me. "it's nothing. nothing you need to worry about. honua can fix it's own problems." suddenly, the tinkling of bells was heard. "oh, you must hide!" shouted the fanged creature. "if he sees you, a human here... who know's what would happen?" she shoved me into a bush with wilted leaves. through the branches i could see a man, riding on a horse covered in bells. he grinned as he saw all the other strange creatures bowing before him. the monster who had brought me here bowed too, but i could see it was against her will. the man on the horse turned to her. "have you a meal for me?"
I sink deeper into the bush and hold my breath, in some way, hoping he won't see me. My eyes widen in fear as my heart pounds. He stops, seeming to smell the air, and looks straight at me. I stifle a gasp and close my eyes, hoping for a miracle of some sort.
the fanged creature stepped in front of me and told him, in a voice that was loud but quivering, "no sir, i was unable to find you food."the man on the horse, obviously of great power, frowned at her. "wolves must eat sometime." he glared at her, then nudged his horse to move on. the fanged girl watched him go, then breathed a sigh of relief. i echoed it. she turned around and motioned for me to come out of the bushes."that was antonio. nasty, nasty man, and even worse when he's hungry." she said.i looked at her. "what... what is he? what are YOU?" i whispered. surely these were not the same creatures that had come into my home every night for as long as i can remember.she smiled, those... teeth, glistening in the strange pale sunlight. "guess."