ThatRadKid2

There is an old legend, of a man who used to come around once a year to feed on anything he could find. Then, go into slumber. For about three years now, there have been no sighting or people missing. Our town is silent in the memories of the lost. Four years ago, my story began. July 24, 2011 I was sitting in my room when I heard a knocking at my door. "Zach, honey your friends are here." "Okay, mom. Please, send them in." My door opens and here comes my friends Cody, Miranda, and Tyler. I say to Miranda, "Hey, are you okay? I saw you've been down." Miranda just stares at me, eyes tearing up, and says, "I'll tell you, but promise you won't