Snippet #1918683

"Annie! I made you some eggs!"
Anita looked closely at the...cow shaped omlette. It had been slightly burnt and parts of it were falling apart, not to mention the bread under it was soggy from the oil seeping through. She couldn't help but laugh, and ate it quickly much to her brothers delight. Her other younger brother, George, came running down the hall and skidded on the kitchen tiles, almost falling and crashing into the table.
"Slow down, racing car. Eat up, Jake made breakfast. Hey, do you know where Mom and Pete went?" she stuffed the last piece of bread into her mouth and talked with her mouth full, it was a habit from living with two younger brothers. George only shrugged "I 'unno, I think mom said something about gardening," he ate into the omlette, a little reluctant to eat the dog shape on his plate.
"Shes gone shopping then? Okay, I'm going out for a while, will you two be alright by yourselves? If you want you can go down to your friends' place while I'm gone, I'll pick you up when I get back". The two boys nodded and ate quietly.

After breakfast she dropped Jake and George at a small house down the road and kept walking down the street. In a few minutes she would be in town. Her head still hurt badly but she had tried to ignore it while talking with her brothers, only now that she was concentrating and awake was the pain becoming unbearable. She lifted her hand to her throbbing head and from the corner of her eye saw a thin shadow slither past her. Anita swore and glanced around her, but no one had seen. Another slithering shadow shot past, and another, and another. She swore again and stomped her foot, not sure what to do. They were following her, at least what she thought. I am going insane, she sighed.
A slithering shadow shot past a little girl, which caught the girls eye. To Anita's luck the little girl laughed and pointed it out, but by the time the mother turned to look the shadow had vanished and the poor girl was ignored.
A friend of hers yelled at her from across the street, and it took her a few times to realise someone was calling out to her. She waved, and as she did a small shadow few off her fingers and landed on the ground with a thud. Annie looked closely, glaring at the pest who just ran around on the concrete and formed into her own shadow.
"This isn't funny," she whispered.
The girl walked quickly and kept looking over her shoulder, almost certain little black snakes were following her. It was only when she swung her body around a corner into an alleyway when she stomped the ground and the shadows all came out at once, swallowing her into a black mess. She yelled in surprise "Stop it!" and span around wildly to get them off. The shadow, as it seemed, had a personality of its own.
She realised after spinning wildly that the shadows were following her every move. When she flung her arm out to the right, they followed, same with the left, and this left her confused. She touched the wall and a black smudge covered the bricks until she took her hand away. It was strange, and she felt silly, but she was sure that she was controlling the shadows.
As a test she flexed her hand and the shadow drank up her hand, turning it almost invisible in the dark alleyway. She flexed her hand a bit more and the shadow moved up her arm slowly until her whole arm was covered in darkness. It felt cold and nice, almost like a glove made of water. Then, as suddenly as it started, the shadow slithered away from her arm and disappeared from her sights. She tried to call it back, stomping, spinning, pointing at walls, flexing her arm but to no avail. It was gone.
She was insane.
Quickly she ran out of the alleyway and sprinted to the chemist, despite her headache, to grab some painkillers. Anita tried to look for some hallucination pills aswell but you needed to see a doctor before you could buy them, so instead she bought the painkillers and walked fast paced out of the shop. She span into a close by alleyway, near the bar, and swallowed two little white tablets without any water. She slumped against the wall and sighed, trying to get a hold of her thoughts. It was only when she heard shuffling when she realised someone was watching her.
Anita looked up with a snap, and saw her watcher. A man in his early 20's, drinking a bottle of vodka. She blinked once, twice, and looked away suddenly, feeling stupid and embarrassed. She stuffed the pills in her pocket and tried to wait for the pain to leave her head.