Creatures Of The Moon

A small candle sat on Islas desk, illuminating the dark room. She slumped back in her chair while reading an old magazine about she bought back in London. When she arrived back home a few hours ago, it was bright blue sky and white fluffy clouds, but now it was midnight black. BUt this isn't what scared Isla, it was the distant howls that could be heard on the tallest hill overlooking Beacon Hills. Downstairs, Islas dad could be heard watching the 10 o'clock news and her mother unpacking her clothes in the room next door. "Isla, have you unpacked all your clothes??" she said as she entered her room, "yes mother, i have" I reapplied. "Don't stay up late because you have school tomorrow", with that she left and slammed the door behind her.