Fantasy+Sofie

My storie is about a devil. With bloodthirsty teeth and hunger as never before he can tear a body in thousand pieces in a second. One time a year the district are raffling out a __person__ to be donated to the devil. After that the life is over, it’s black. You are never __coming__ back, ever again. This time is Priya´s time. But there is a way out of the darkness. She can kill.
 * Description**:

It’s __coming__. It´s after me. The breath is catching me. With a hypnic jerk I wake up. The difference between reality and dreams is getting more and more unclear for every day that passed. The day was here. My clothes were laying on the bed, as usual. My shoes were standing on the floor, as usual. Someone will be sentenced to death __today__, as usual. Maybe this isn't normal for you. But for me it is.
 * The devil of the district**

On my way down to the market with my dad, Helmon I was scared to death. I’m not a little girl any more, but right now I am. The crowd of people pressed in upon us on every side. Suddenly the crowd of people parted and the mayor was passing through. With steps of power and pride he was looking down at us as we were some kind of animals, not his people. But maybe we’re not. We are just a little piece of the __game__. A __game__ __full__ of cruelty and laws. A game that never ends. He was just standing there at the stage, __full__ of power. Power that makes peoples heart stop, forever. This day was unavoidable, we were all standing here and waiting at mayor that was going to twirl at the big box and then grab a name. Grab the death.

In our district we have a devil. A devil with bloodthirsty teeth and hunger as never before. Every year the mayor are raffling out a __person__ that will be donated to the devil. After that the life is over. Forever darkness.

With his sprawling hands he were fingered on every little piece of paper. His pieces. He had decided. With a smile full of scorn he was fingering on the letters. -Priya, he said.

The world disappeared. With shaky legs and taste of blood I tottered forward. The mayor was smiling at me and said - You should be proud to represent our district. My thoughts were flowing as never before but I couldn't get them out. The crowed of people looked at me as I was some kind of animal. But I’m not an animal, I’m Priya. I’m strong. I tried to keep my head cold and strong but i couldn't. - I think we all should give Priya a big __hand__ for her courage, the mayor said. Slowly the crowed started to clap their hands. In the middle of the crowed of people I could see Tapario.

Tapario was my best friend. In my 15 year old life have I ever had a better friend. Tapario’s family died a few years ago in a fire-accident. I think that the fire was the __work__ of an incendiary but Tapario don’t wan’t to believe it. Right now he lives with an old __lady__ in a hideous apartment. I love him, like a brother and nothing more. Every Thursday Tapario and I usually meet at the edge of the town and make up a plan. Then we steal. I wouldn't say that our family’s are poor but to get food on the table we have to fight a little __bit__ more then some others. But now even that was in the __pass__. With his green shimmering eyes he looked at me as never before. It was something with that intensive look that gave me a little bit of hope and happiness. But just a little bit. The crowed of people was getting more and more unclear for every second and soon all the people was just some kind of flowing mass that stood in front of me. I could feel a little drop of salt stream over my cheek. It doesn't matter anymore. Ever again. With a little bit more strength then before I stepped of the stage and then the big crowed of people was slowly moving and tried to make a little track so I could get forward to my father. On my way I heard sentences like -Poor little girl, -We will miss you Priya, -We love you, and other comforting words. But they didn’t mean anything right now. Because I was going to die. My father was welcoming me with a big hug and whispered a sentence that I never will forget -Even the wind got a shadow. I didn’t understand one single word of what he said in that moment but I was sure in one thing. Right here, right now I was in safety but I wouldn’t be for a long time. Just a few seconds later his hard arms full of scratches from the late nights in the cave he released his grip around me. I had never felt so miserable before. With tears just behind my eyelids I grabbed Helmon’s hand and walked home with steps of pain.

The nightmares where catching me. I only slept a few minutes that night. This time I wasn't getting away from the devil. I could feel his sharp teeth and claws tearing me in thousand and thousands pieces. The scariest thing was that this wasn’t a nightmare. Sure that night it was, but only one month forward that was going to happen. In real life. No more nightmares.

As usually I stepped up early the next morning. It was Thursday. Just because I was going to die I wasn’t going to stop eating. I braved the cold and walked through our calm district. I stopped and turned around. I thought I herd something but the district was as dead and calm as before. I´v got an unusually good hearing but even I can mishear some times. I didn’t think about it so much more and kept walking. If you steal in our district you will die. No question about it. The rules are hard and terrible, that’s just how it is.

When I came to the edge of our district I couldn’t see Tapario. I said to my self that he was on his way. I waited about an half hour and where just on my way to go home wen I saw him come. He was wearing a pair of black boots that were full of holes and cracks and you could see that the blue jeans he was wearing were a few years old. As usually he had his grey shirt on. Above all that you could see his beautiful green eyes. I could see those eyes several miles away. His brown hair where as wonderful as usual. Back to reality. -Where have you been? I asked. -I wasn’t sure if you would be here, he said. It became quiet. It felt like several hours before Tapario said -I’m gonna miss you. -Thats all?! You´re going to miss me? I said. -We will fix this, okay? He said. I couldn’t even imagine a way out of this but the sun was on it’s way and our families needed food so I just nodded as answer.

As quiet as the wind we went through the district and stole the residues from yesterday. It wasn’t very hard. All you had to was to jump over the big fence and then fix a little bit with the locks. But there is one problem. You have to be on the other side of the fence before 5.30. At that time all the sellers will open their stands. If you aren't at the other side of the fence at that time you will die. No exceptions.

When we where done we walked home. We didn’t say one single word to each other on our way home. I was looking down at the cobbles all the way home. He didn’t need to say anything. I knew. I know that I will die. I know that I love him. I know that my life is over, forever. That’s it. You don’t have to know so much more. My life’s over. Forever.

My dad was waiting at me. I broke out in tears wen I saw him. He gave me that indescribable look. Exactly the same look that he gave me at the market. -Sit down, he said. I did as he said. I was desperate. In desperate need of everything. Every word, every breath, every movement. He took a big breath and then said, -As I said yesterday. Even the wind got a shadow. -You can get out of this Priya, he said. He paused. I couldn’t concatenate that look. It was so intensive. So dogged, so strong. -You can kill Priya, he said. Kill. Someones life? I stumbled on the words. -Kill? I said. I didn’t sound correct. My shaky and weak voice made me sound like a weakling. But I’m not a weakling. I’m Priya. I’m strong. -I’ll do it, I said. Helmon starred at me for a long time. My patience was on the edge and I was just on my way to scream before he said, -If you kill you will survive. But you have to become a demon. I closed my eyes in hope that all this would be a dream. I opened my eyes again, reality. No dream. No darkness, only the cruel reality. The mere thought of killing someone made me feel like a horrible animal. Like the devil. My life is my everything. I’m I ready to kill? I’m I ready to become a demon? My father Helmon looked at me again. -Are you ready to make someone else’s heart stop so that your’s will continue? He said. With a little bit uncertainty I said, -I’m ready. One step further away from the darkness. One step.

To save my own life I have to become a demon. I have to kill. I have to drink blood. But I don’t only have to kill. I have to kill someone I love. Then I’m free. As I said before, I love Tapario.

The knife, the blood, betrayal. My goal was easy. He would never expect me to kill him. I’m his best friend. At least for now. The days passed. It became Thursday. The day had come. I had hidden my knife on the inside of my belt. I went a little bit later, as planned. My plan was exact. Planned in to the least little detail. After my sins I will suck out all the blood and then show the mayor. Then I’m in safety. I continued to walk as fast as I could. As quick as the light I turned around. Just as the last Thursday. But this time I saw something, for sure. A shadow. A soul. It looked straight in to my eyes. Like it looked right through me. No one had ever looked at me in that way before. It looked at me with shame. Just a few seconds later it was gone. I knew that I saw it. Or did I? Was this some kind of sign? No, I have to kill. I have to survive.

My feet continued to walking. Something that was so obviously just a few second ago now suddenly became so unclear. When I saw Tapario I still didn’t know what I should do. The destiny will decide. Tapario stood with his back against me. I fingered at the knife. The sharp and shiny blade was safe inside of my belt. Tapario’s life was in safety. I had decided. My hands grabbed the knife and I was just on my way to cut the knife in his back before i felt someone behind me. It grabbed the knife and did it. It killed him. I turned around. It was the soul. The soul of darkness. His lifeless body fell to the ground. His heart had stopped. I grabbed his body and sucked all the blood out. My life was saved. But I’m no longer the strong girl Priya. I’m the devil.


 * Vocabulary **


 * Raffling:** Lottat ut
 * Sentenced:** Utvald
 * Sprawling:** Spretande
 * Scorn:** Hånfullt
 * Strength:** Styrka
 * Scratches:** Ärr
 * Unusually:** Ovanlig
 * Residues:** Rester
 * Cobbles:** Gatans stenar
 * Dogged:** Envis


 * You have a very good english, and you're good at grammar. But I think its a little too similar to The Hunger Games. But if you can change some things so its not to similar I think its a very good story! //Fanny :)// **

//**You story is so well written! A Fanny said it´s kind of like The Hunger Games! But i think you have done the story in a new and inspiring way! Good job! Your are a amazing writer! I look forward so read more from you!**// **Vendela :)**