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Last weekend after a friends party, I'd been walking home. Of course most people would find the city creepy at night, while the breeze blew signs around making them creak on their hinges. I passed under a flag that flagged eerily in the wind. But I knew this city well. Very well. Not only do I have a knife in my hoodie, pocket, but I find myself fast and strong so I'm not easily scared.
As such, I didn't think much of it, when I passed by a street lamp, and peered down the alley way of one of the streets my friends and I often ran around in.
I simply gave it a quick glance, and caught sight of a figure at the back, probably looking through the dumpster looking for scraps or something. I didn't see the person's face. However I didn't miss the cracking sound as the figure's head suddenly turned to the side, almost like an owl. I jerked back slightly, shock and amusement lighting my face. I guess that was an unusual reaction for a teenage girl to have, after seeing