ELLA

by DAIZJHA

As she walks down the street the glow of the moon bounces off her black hair. A scream rings and is soon gone like a dream. Ella a shadow working her way to the cemetery. She hears a scream again…it’s closer. At a height of eight feet two inches it stands out like a demon of darkness. A breeze, cold and enchanting. The moon seems to follow her as if in amazement. She hears a rattle of chains. Her golden yellow eyes catch a glimmer in the night’s light. 270 pounds of elegance in the dark. Her dress flows and heels click. Her family comes to mind as she sees a child. Father, brother, mother ran away long ago but she then thinks of her boyfriend, Kidd. A worker of the family business. Yeah, she’s different and extravagant, her name…Ella.