As a child, in the orphanage, I heard the legend oh the Rolling Calf, a bull with fiery eyes who preys on people, especially children.564Please respect copyright.PENANANoWenOHZjK
One story - the one I heard at school - goes that if you walk on the road past twelve midnight, you will fall victim to the beast.564Please respect copyright.PENANAzLIYAbgjSy
At the orphanage, we were told that if we stayed up past twelve, they'd call the monster to come for us.564Please respect copyright.PENANAXZYtdc20mx
Utter rubbish, I'd thought to myself.564Please respect copyright.PENANAbrMcE5RMzH
Until I saw him, two nights ago.564Please respect copyright.PENANAmH6TA9nwAI
I still can't wrap my head around it.564Please respect copyright.PENANA297uf7KkAr
They're real. 564Please respect copyright.PENANA9DbgirYwks
No, they're not. I was just tired, I tell myself in a futile attempt to fool myself. To the best of my knowledge, I have never hallucinated in my life, so unless my mind just decided to snap out of no where, what I saw was indeed real. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAqTFkVUuMyN
You know what you saw, Nya.564Please respect copyright.PENANACxWBiTqVlL
"Shut the hell up," I say out loud to my inner voice. I don't need this right now, to face the idea that mythical devil bulls might be real. I'd much rather believe that I'm losing my mind; just the idea of them being real would prevent me from walking on the road in the evening ever again. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAf2B8wp2XKW
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For the past two nights, I've looked out my window to the tall mango tree in the middle of the complex to see if he would return. Thankfully, he hasn't. Now, I'm deliberating weather or not I should see a shrink.564Please respect copyright.PENANA41SeJltoYE
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You aren't crazy, Nya. You know that.564Please respect copyright.PENANADrhSvBF4Ei
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I let out a deep sigh, because what I want to believe and what I actually believe are two different things. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAfOxIC5zFzg
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"Ghosts exist," I mumble to myself, under my breath, as I walk around my small, dimly lit kitchen, peeking through the window ever so often. It's a phrase that I've been repeating to myself over and over again today, because a part of me - the part that doesn't want to believe that I'm a nutter - has been trying to convince me that the existence of rolling calves isn't that crazy after all.564Please respect copyright.PENANAzP0IyQ8R9M
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"You're not a nutter, Nya," I tell myself. Sighing, I go to wash up the dishes, still constantly looking out the kitchen window, expecting the rolling calf to show up at any second. I begin to wonder why he didn't chase me, why he just stood there under the tree. If the legends are true, they should kill you. Maybe he likes to play with humans before he kills them, and he's waiting on the perfect opportunity to ambush me. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAnOIpI44X3I
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I'm so preoccupied with my thoughts of the demonic bull that I accidentally slice my hand, red flowing everywhere. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAF72IYdqjOw
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"Ah shoot! Damnit!" I shout as I release the stupid knife and hop around the kitchen like an idiot, spilling blood on the white tiles. I've never been affected by the sight of blood, but the smell has always disgusted me. As the scent of copper combined with whatever else blood consists of makes its way up my nostrils, I fight the urge to retch. Really disgusting. It reminds me of the smell of the specimens that I have to dissect in labs, something that I don't think I'll ever get used to. Breathing through my mouth instead of my nose, I get myself to relax. Once I calm down, I lean against the sink as I run the open wound under some cold water, wincing at the feeling of the room temperature liquid burning the wound. I mentally check if I have any antibiotic cream in the house, and almost bang my head against the sink when I realise I don't. I'm in no condition to leave my house -- mentally or physically -- and now I have to go to the pharmacy for this.564Please respect copyright.PENANAmQGt5C864V
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You could just pour alcohol on it, I think to myself, already wincing at the thought of how painful that would be. As I inspect it, I realise that it's not that deep, it's superficial. Still hurts like hell though, and bleeds like a broken RSVP pen, but ice will make this better. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAv2K00slvLC
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I look up with the intention of turning to retrieve the ice, halfway turning my body to the fridge while my top half faces the window above my sink, and in the process, I look into the flaming eyes of an oversized bull.564Please respect copyright.PENANAEFANEIJSeY
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Its in moments like this that we stop and reflect on our lives, on everything that we've ever done wrong, to see if there is anything that warrants us being cursed by the universe. My reflection doesn't last long, though, because as soon as the full weight of the situation hits me, fear takes over. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAmx0Wrv8l5E
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"Holy crap," I whimper, frantically stepping backwards, and falling to the ground with a harsh thud. I look around me, at the blood all over the floor, the blood only intensifying the moment, causing me to cover my face with my uninjured hand. "Crap, crap, crap," I say, the sound muffled by my hand as I angle my injured hand in an awkward position, trying not spill any more blood. It takes me a while, and I don't know how long I sit there on the floor, as once again, I start to think of every wrong thing that I have ever done. Everything is a fine mess, not just in the kitchen, where I'm hiding like a child, but in life itself. There is nothing that could have possibly prepared me for this, and I try to think of solutions to my problems.564Please respect copyright.PENANAcVWXcoYeHB
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Maybe I could move somewhere else. No, I think to myself. I'm quite comfortable here, and due to the not so small sum of money that my foster mother gave me, I actually own this apartment. I refuse to let this animal push me out of my house. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAAusZTIyk20
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Easier said than done of course. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAc9OKeX77Fa
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Finally, I get the courage to get up. As I stand shakily on my two feet, I glance out the window once more, only to see that he is gone. I exhale in relief, but I'm also slightly agitated. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAwrh4FUvruM
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"You bastard," I say under my breath. Well, I intended for it to be under my breath, and it came out rather loudly. And harshly. So of course, when I hear hooves knocking against the pavement somewhere outside, my heart falls into my stomach. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAlx7jWlRXNT
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He's still here.564Please respect copyright.PENANAXqgsgc1S7x
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He's still here, and he heard me.564Please respect copyright.PENANAiPYAzr7P1k
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Why is he still here? It's been at least 15 minutes since I ducked out of view of the window. 564Please respect copyright.PENANArDN0KYxqqc
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Now, I've never really been taught how to piss off a rolling calf, but I'm pretty sure that calling one a bastard is a pretty good place to start. Hastily, I run to my room, knocking into several pieces of furniture on the way. By the time I lock the door, not only do I have a cut hand, but I can also feel a bruise beginning to form on my side from running into the couch. Still, I decide that I'm not leaving my room until tomorrow morning. Hell, he'll probably phase through the walls, or some crazy crap like that to come get me. I don't even know what to expect from the world any more. I don't know when I'll leave my house, if I ever do again. Probably find a work at home job on the Internet and order Pizza Hut every night. Yes, it sounds ridiculous, but at this point, anything is better than being killed by a demon. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAzQH7AQYgWm
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Last night was awful. I barely slept, and when I finally did fall asleep, I had a nightmare about my little friend. I dreamt that he chased me out onto the main road, where I was hit by a truck. Just as the truck slammed into my body, I woke up. I don't have school today, for some reason they cancelled it. Additionally, today is a week day which means I don't have work. Therefore, I'm stuck here, waiting on this damn demon bull to return. Why I feel as if he is here for me, I don't know. He could be here for anyone in the blasted complex. Or, he could just be chillin'. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAxXnupjYE8H
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When I sleep on something, I tend to be more rational when I think about it the next day. Certain things begin to take on more importance than I originally thought. For example, he had the chance to kill me the night that I first saw him, but he didn't; he let me live. I want to throw out my original hypothesis that he "plays with his prey" but still I can't. It's still a possibility, too. Why he didn't kill me, I will never know, and honestly, I don't want to find out.564Please respect copyright.PENANAt216HUlzlQ
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I look out the window, and see no sign of Calfie. Yeah, that's what I'll call him. Then again, it isn't even three o'clock in the afternoon. I can't believe that I've been reduced to this: a pathetic creature, scared of leaving the comfort of her apartment in broad daylight. I need to go outside, though. There's a humongous pile of garbage stuffed into a Glad bag in my house, and I have to discard of it. After pouring salt water on my cut -- surprisingly not as painful as it sounds -- and treating it with gentian violet before wrapping it with gauze from my first aid kit, I'm ready to go outside. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAfJfIM3grFD
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Well, not quite, but I can't hide forever. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAUq6hmapim8
I pick up the heavy garbage bag, and open my door, trying to be as stealthy as possible, just in case the rolling calf is brazen enough to be lurking around my apartment in broad daylight. For me, stealth is trying to tiptoe to the dumpster while my flip flops make the most noise against the pavement, then huffing as I toss the bag and whimpering at the pressure on my cut as I do so. In other words, not very stealthy at all. As soon as I toss the rubbish into the dumpster, I breathe a sigh of relief, because I know that I can simply run back inside now. That is, until I turn around and see Calfie standing in front of the stairs leading into the apartment building, looking me in the face.564Please respect copyright.PENANAl3zrmiddPr
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Brazen, in deed.564Please respect copyright.PENANAyhg7cpJb7S
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Why is it that out of all the times I could see him, he appears now? 564Please respect copyright.PENANA4UxeJTw5Vp
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Now, I'm convinced that he's here for me. He doesn't move; he just stares at me, and like the last time I nearly piss my pants. I try to remind myself that he hasn't done anything to hurt me so far, and that fearing him at this point is pointless, but thinking these rational thoughts in the somewhat safety of my house and the thoughts u have as I stand before him are two different things. My entire body starts to tremble in fright as I try to think of any possible way that I can get out if this situation. 564Please respect copyright.PENANA4gnrhDesMW
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I could beg, I think to myself, despite the ridiculousness of the idea that a demonic being will listen to my pleas. I'd snort at myself if the situation weren't so terrifying. Still, I'm more than ready to drop onto my knees and beg. I expect him to rush me, kill me and collect my soul, or whatever they do when they kill people - do they even collect souls? I don't even know - but instead, he does something that is completely unexpected. He lets out a loud breath, almost as if he is sighing, and walks out of my way to go and lay under the mango tree. It only takes one second for me to register that he is gone, for me to propel myself forward, and for me to ever so gracefully land on my face. I can feel the tears stinging my eyes, from both fear and as a reaction to hitting my nose so hard, as well as the pressing need to fart that one might get when frightened out of their wits.564Please respect copyright.PENANAnN1VTNrTxK
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"Be careful, Nya," I hear a male voice say as I get back on my feet. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAYgAt00WRmZ
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I freeze for a fraction of a second; and then I bolt inside, thankfully not falling on my face. As I walk up the steps, I stumble a bit, but I make it. As soon as I have both feet over the threshold, I lock the door.564Please respect copyright.PENANA78GEJKKWhG
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Once inside, I begin to hyperventilate, back against the closed door. I don't know what will calm me down as I consider what just happened, because with each passing second, I realise just how real this is. As I contemplate what has just happened, I close my eyes, as if cutting off my vision will make me any less stressed. I count to ten un my head repeatedly, five times to be exact, I feel myself calming down, more quickly than I did yesterday. Regardless, these daily almost heart attacks aren't good for me. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAK01yVyvhX9
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To be honest, I'm not surprised that he can speak. He's the spirit of someone who was once human, after all. It's what he said that surprises me. Even hours later, after eating and bathing, his words echo in my head. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAWAlWi663pj
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"Be careful, Nya."564Please respect copyright.PENANARZhOLDhap1
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I flick through the channels on my television as I consider his words. To the best of my knowledge, there's nothing to be careful about. Except him, maybe, but I don't think that that's what he's talking about. So why say it? 564Please respect copyright.PENANAuNA4oDavWb
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Maybe he was referring to you landing face first on the pavement genius. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAY4h7n2rzoq
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And more importantly, how did he know my name? There's one thing that I'm now sure of, though. He won't hurt me. He's had two chances so far -- three if you count the window incident, because he can probably shoot fire balls out of his eyes for all I know -- and he hasn't used any of these opportunities. The fact that I'm still alive is saying something. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAXMIWbPJXka
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There are certain things that I can live without knowing, but this... this one, I can't. I have to ask him. He has to have a purpose here, otherwise, how would he know my name? How does he know my name? 564Please respect copyright.PENANARMu131TuFA
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I'm nervous anyway -- who wouldn't be? I'm going to talk to a blasted rolling calf, for God's sake. Part of me still thinks that I'm crazy, but I'm doing it anyway. I look outside of my window, and I don't see him, but I know that when I go downstairs, I will see him. I can feel it. He's there.564Please respect copyright.PENANAjrm0et1IOr
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As I open the door and let the cool fresh air into my house, I feel the nerves in my tummy increase tenfold. I begin to walk down the tiled stairs, the sound of my steps muffled by my bed slippers seaming deafening to me. He can probably hear them too. As I step from the final step onto the ground, I feel a pair of eyes, drilling holes into the side of my head.564Please respect copyright.PENANA8r95Az2TgN
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"Nya," he says in a calm voice, standing about ten feet away from me.564Please respect copyright.PENANAGkuGEe73ki
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"Good evening," I say to him as I turn to face him, now so nervous that I'm at a loss for words. I can say nothing else but a polite greeting. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAfj2ps9raWB
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"Cat got your tongue?" he asks me, sounding amused by my sudden unwillingness to talk. I expected it to be frightening, but it's also so... awkward. How does one speak to a rolling calf? Should I have bowed? 564Please respect copyright.PENANAmt25V100oy
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"Um... Ah..." I know what I want to say, but the words that i need to convey my emotions won't come out. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAtIoHiSFl5B
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"You want to know how it is that I know your name," he says to me confidently. For a second, I wonder how he knows that so surely. Maybe he can read minds... 564Please respect copyright.PENANAkR8BPKacrM
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Or maybe, it was just written in your face, Nya. 564Please respect copyright.PENANArGppOKenkD
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"Y-yes," I say, clasping my sweaty palms together. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAHnNEDTeedz
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"If I tell you that, your heat will probably explode. Figuratively, that is," he says when he sees the expression of horror on my face. At this moment in time, spontaneous cerebral combustion doesn't seem that ridiculous. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAub4jDDq94Y
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"I have the right to know," I say to him, feeling brave as the chilly air bites my skin, but he simply shakes his head. Irritating me. Pissing me off. Well, pissed off is better than afraid. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAZiumZhPd1G
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"Fine. At least tell me your name," I bargain. It would be so much easier if I could bring some sort of humanity to him. "You know mine. I deserve to know yours."564Please respect copyright.PENANAYEZil2Hhs9
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He looks at me blankly for a few seconds, and then sighs.564Please respect copyright.PENANAEXAJtyXt5k
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"Kwamé," he says to me lowly. 564Please respect copyright.PENANA3TvWi3GJjZ
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"That's an interesting name," I say honestly. I have a thing for African names. I know that I've heard Kwamé before... but I just don't remember what it means... 564Please respect copyright.PENANAGXK5XVrZIE
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"Thank you," he says with a bow of the head. Well he has manners. Just gained several points from me. Additionally, that gesture of bowing the head tells me that he came from a time where chivalry and manners and whatnot was a big deal. Most people don't bow their heads when saying "thank you" to a compliment. Which means that he's probably really, really old. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAsO7RTqGWH2
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"Why are you here? Watching me?" I ask the question to remind myself of my goal: get answers, not speculate about his age. 564Please respect copyright.PENANA8kWoSBAWhP
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Yah know, you could simply ask him how old he is. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAQARyV5Lqln
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That's not your aim. You focus on you, and what he wants with you. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAnCj8WIIkDQ
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"Can't tell you that either." 564Please respect copyright.PENANAXMxMZ0Cg2h
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It is at this point that I feel my pissed off-ness, anger, if you will, rise inside of me. I'm here talking to a magical demon bull, and he can't provide me with most of the answers I need. All he can di is tell me his name. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAzLgXbg8KUo
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"You're a talking cow spirit who shows up at my doorstep, refuses to leave, and refuses to give me any explanation as to why he's here. You are making my head explode."564Please respect copyright.PENANAPwZW53rV3m
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"That's fair," he says, "but the truth will screw you up. I will tell you, but only when you're ready."564Please respect copyright.PENANAKRVPJuHkdU
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What does that even mean? When I'm ready? He's saying this as if this is some initiation into the supernatural world or something. I want to have nothing to do with any of it. If I could get him to go away and rewind time to forget about him completely, I would. 564Please respect copyright.PENANA7hfhiNOrYd
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But I can't. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAyYs5adJNro
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There is something about him, though, something that is intriguing. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAeIGVEokSO3
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Oh hell, he's a freaking Rolling Calf, anyone would want to find out more. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAdYbTjuoIMu
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It's in the middle of my thoughts of him that I'm brought back into the here and now, by him. I realise that I'm looking at my toes, panted a light pink that contrasts well with my skin colour. I'm standing there waiting on something else. And he's saying goodbye. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAdnYqyYrj8D
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"Goodnight, Nya," he says in a singsong voice, a sweet voice, a teasing voice. 564Please respect copyright.PENANAohHL0xefum
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I look up in time to see him walking off, tail swishing, leaving me standing at the foot of the stairs with more questions than answers. 564Please respect copyright.PENANABiyrhlJxg0
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I've never heard of a talking Rolling Calf, I just put that in to help my story. Maybe they can talk. I don't know🤷🏽♀️.564Please respect copyright.PENANA9abLBXbhLp
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