Tenna Street

<3 roya's writing.

the beginnig threw me off too. never call a character Clara unless you plan to kill her off!!!!!!! grrrrr

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Fifteen-year old, brunette Clara walked down the dead-empty sidewalk that bordered the dead-empty street connecting her small neighborhood to the town of Andrelana.

It was usually quite like this, but for some reason the soft fall of snow and yellow street lamps changed the feeling and created an erie atmosphere on Tenna Street.

She started to turn back around, but a flicker of movement caught her eye, so she turned slowly to face the disturbance in her conscious.

Only a cat, shimmering black in the pale glow, fished around a gutter for litter yet to be cleaned up. It flicked its tail in agitation for her sudden movement.

Clara’s heart[s]beat[/s] seemed to beat five times faster when she thought about all the horrible, possible things that could happen in the dark street, yet so close to home.

As soon as she started running, the driver honked the horn to a familiar beat.

“Andrew, you lunatic! You scared the living daylight out of me!” she yelled at the boy.

Clara knew him as the comely boy who moved from across the street to across town.

Clara turned around as a shoked expression swept over her face and caused her to let out a dry sob.