It was dark, and her eye glowed a smoky light green as she stared at the wall.
Click, click, click went her cans of black and white spray paint. This had been a painting she's been planning for a while. She'd did one like it oh so many times before. Long arms, black body, skull-like face. It was her favorite thing to make. She called the creature
It. She'd always leave a little poem with
It. Today's poem was pulled from a quote.
I'm every nightmare you've ever had. I'm your worst dream come true. I'm everything you ever were afraid of. I'm It.The little "poem" to go with the painting read. Most of the quote was from Scotty's favorite scary movie.
It. Scotty smiled at the sight when Terry ran up and smiled. "
Damn, girl. That's creepy as hell!" Scotty just grinned at the sentence. "
It's suppose to be, wimp! Let's go before the fuzz shows up or something." Scotty said and signed her signature,
Scotty Rox before pulling down her plan white mask and putting her hood up. She stuffed the cans in her backpack and started running with Terry down the ally. She turned back to nod at her
painting before running with Terry. They took a quick turn out of the ally, almost running into someone in the process, not wanting to stick around and chat, Scotty with her glow in the dark eyes and mask on sprinted with Terry by her side, who was sporting a glow in the dark green alien mask, down the side walk and made their way back to the hide-out/apartment building that was over run inside and out by graffiti art.