I believe everyone has a soul mate; everyone has a chance at finding love. Everyone, but me...I look everywhere and see people with other people; Laughing, smiling having fun. While I stand here and envy everyone who has someone to share their life with, that they have someone they can come to, and have someone that makes them complete...I envy what others feel when they are with their special someone; That feeling that they are cared for...being wanted...that feeling of being...Loved.
I walked down the hall to the familiar cafeteria I was so happy to go to last year. But a lot has changed in the past year, and instead I felt lonely and scared. I entered through the doors and looked around. People...people with their special someone...I felt it again. The strange feeling I get when I want something I know I can’t have.
I walked around the cafeteria for about 20min. then gave up. I sat my stuff on the floor near a wall I was standing by and was about to sink to the floor when I saw him. He was sit there with a friend of mine. Why didn’t I notice my friend sitting there? I guess I was too busy with my search of finding something I would never find.
I grabbed my stuff and walked slowly, wondering if I should approach the table that had my friend and him sitting there. It was too late my legs carried me so far that my friends spotted me and waved me over. I had to go the rest the way now.
I stood there, doing nothing, saying nothing. I couldn’t think straight. What was wrong with me? It was only my friend. He looked up from talking to the guy sitting across from him.
“Aren’t you going to sit down?”
My friend said questionably. Sitting; maybe that’s what I need. I slowly sat down on the chair next to my friend. He looked at me like I was from a different world. Maybe I was...maybe that’s why I haven’t found what I’ve wanted for so long.
He shook his head at me and started to talk to him again. I looked up at him and he was looking at me. He moved his eyes away when I looked up. At first I wondered if it was a trick of light. I guess it was because there was nothing over in my direction to look at.
The bell rang then and I didn’t move. My friend asked me if I was coming. I don’t know if I was so I sat there debating of whether I should move or not.
“Okay ignore me fine, I’ll see you later.”
He sounded annoyed but I didn’t care. I was trying to figure out why I was feeling the way I felt every time I looked at him. I looked up then. The cafeteria was near empty and I got up. I walked slowly towards the doors looking down at my feet. Watching one foot after the other, someone was beside me. I could sense it. I looked up from the ground just then, it was him. He was staring at me. But not in the way my friend had. He stared into my eyes.
At first I wondered if I was dreaming and if I closed my eyes and opened them again, that he would disappear. I did just that, but when I opened them he was still there. I stopped. He stopped too. I looked at him and starred back into the softness of his brown eyes.
“Don’t you have to get to class?”
“What class are you headed to? He answered my question with his own.
“English, I have English in the upstairs hall.”
“Good, so do I.”
He continued to walk but I just stood there. He stopped and looked back at me. Then he smiled. I didn’t know what to do. I felt paralyzed. My knees felt weak and I could barely breathe.
“Are you coming?”
His voice was like sweet frosting on top of a cupcake. I nodded my head and forced my legs to move. I was next to him now and he continued to walk. I walked beside him. He walked as though nothing in the world could hurt him. Like he’s seen it all and that nothing could affect him.
We were upstairs in the English hallway. He was in the hallway next to mine so we split. But he turned around and caught my arm then. I turned to look at him with a puzzled look on my face.
“Wait for me after class.”
He let go of my arm and walked the short distance to his class and entered it before I could even blink. I walked to my class in a daze. It was a wonder to me how I made it in time. It felt like an hour had passed since lunch ended. I walked to my desk and sat down. I looked around and what half scared me half surprised me was, everything looked bigger and bright. Everything looked more vivid and real. How could that be possible?
Class began and I did everything at my own pace. I wondered how I got my work done because the bell rang then signaling the end of school. I didn’t really remember doing any of my work let alone doing really anything in that class.
I did what I was told. I waited in the spot where he told me to wait for him before I went to my class. He came around the corner and my heart skipped a beat. It’s never done that before. Was there something terribly wrong with me? Was I getting sick?
He came up to me and gave me a smile that made me catch my breath. I looked into his eyes and found that I couldn’t look in them anymore than a second. I looked away. He walked towards the stairs and I followed. We walked side by side, not touching once, down the steps.
When we went through the doors to the outside he had put a pair of what looked like very expensive black sunglasses on which made my stomach do flips. He walked to his bus I thought; instead he went passed it going to mine. He stopped in front of it and he turned to look at me.
“Do not share this with anyone but yourself. You and only you are allowed to read this.”
He handed me a piece of folded up paper and with that he walked away. I looked at the folded paper in my hand. I don’t know how long I stared at it before my friend had to snap me out of my trance.
“Hey, Jonah? Hey! Jonah! Buses are about to leave.”
I looked up and noticed I was the only student besides my friend in the parking lot in front of my bus. I stepped on the bus and sat next to my friend. The paper still in my hand.
“What’s been up with you today? You don’t seem like yourself.”
Myself...I didn’t know myself well enough to know what I regularly acted like. The rest the bus ride was silent. My music in my ears I closed my eyes and leaned my head on the seat.
The bus rolled to a stop in front of my house. I got up and walked down the aisle down the steps.
“Don’t fall down the steps!”
It was supposed to be a joke. My friend always said that before I reached the steps of the bus. But this time I don’t know, it made me mad. I turned and glared at him. His eyes got all wide like a gun was pointed in his direction. That satisfied me enough so I straightened my face out and got off the bus.
In my room I couldn’t help but think of him. His smile, the mysterious way he acts. I don’t know. Maybe I’m just being stupid. I realized I was still clutching the folded paper in my hand. I looked down at it and noticed my name in a writing that was barely legible. It had my name then underneath it had “From: Laurent C.”
My heart began to race. I opened the paper halfway when I discovered more writing. “Jonah I wrote this for you, please don’t share this wish anyone else...” “P.S. sorry about my handwriting, I was on a roll. =)”
That made me smile. I opened the paper the rest the way to reveal a song. It was one he written himself; for me. A song from him to me. How could this be even possible?! I read it over 3 times before I realized it was true. It was for me and only me.
I folded it back up and held the song up the my beating heart. I couldn’t help them. The tears just rolled on down my face onto my jacket. I wiped them away quickly. Why the hell was I crying?!
That night in the middle of my homework I was thinking of what I would say to him the next day. Then they hit me. Like rain hits the ground words were forming fast in my head. I stopped doing my homework and wrote them down on a piece of paper.
By the time I was done it was a song. It was an actual song I had written out of feelings I thought I never had. I started to realize slowly that I was feeling something never felt in my life before.
I rewrote the song neater and folded up the paper. Then I got on Microsoft word and wrote 2 poems. They were pretty long. I rewrote these as well and then I also folded them up. I put them together and taped them close so they wouldn’t open up and tell the secret I put in words on paper.
“I hope it’s not too much too soon...” I whispered to myself.
I wasn’t sure how long I was awake or when I went to bed. But I woke up to the annoyance they decided to call an alarm. I got up out of bed and shut it off. Rubbed my eyes and got dressed. Went down stairs took care of coffee for my mom and took the dogs outside for a couple minutes. I got back in the house and grabbed a pack of cinnamon roll flavored pop-tarts.
When I finished the first one my stomach was acting up so I saved the other one. Brushed my teeth, brushed my hair, freshened up and threw on my jacket, grabbed my school back put my school things I needed in it and went downstairs. I had written my mom a note telling her everything I did and that she should have a nice day.
The bus didn’t take long to come, I didn’t go anywhere without my music. It was playing “Falling for you” by Colbie Calliet. I don’t know why but the song meant something to me. It was more than words in a song sung by someone else. And I thought I knew what I was finally going through. I was falling for him. I was falling for Laurent Cade.
My bus came and I got on, sat by my friend and put my head down. I felt so light headed by my realization and I don’t know why I didn’t see it before hand.
When we got to the school; I found myself looking for Laurent. He was leaning on a wall talking with some of his buddies when he saw me. He made a little wave to his friends and walked over to me.
My heart quickened and I held my breath. He was so beautiful, so graceful. How could someone as amazing as him go for a girl like me? I wondered this and didn’t realize he was talking to me...
“...I don’t know, did you like it?”
“Huh?”
“The song, I’m sorry, I guess it was too early to...”
My eyes got huge and I started to stammer and get all loud like I do when I try to make people believe me.
“NO! no It was beautiful, I love it! It was the nicest thing someone has ever done for me, no one ever wrote me a song before...”
I grew extremely red I felt the heat burning my face, I think I said too much, but he didn’t seem to mind though, because he gave me his to die for smile.
“Hey, I’m glad you liked it.”
Then his face changed, he looked so...different. I’ve never seen him so...beautiful, so...wow...words could not describe the way he looked. He leaned his shoulder on the wall lightly like it took no effort at all. He looked at the ground then when his eyes reached mine I couldn’t take it...I didn’t realize I was holding my breath; I fainted.
When I woke up I was in the nurses office Laurent sitting in a chair by my bed. I opened my eyes the rest the way and looked at him and smiled.
His head was down so I reached out and cupped his cheek in my hand. He looked up and his eyes were red and puffy like he has been crying. He put his hand over my own and leaned his head in to my hand a bit. I smiled again and he looked at me.
“I’m sorry...”
“For what? I was the retarded one and didn’t realize I was holding my breath!”
I laughed a little and he gave me a small smile but he still looked upset.
“I’m serious it’s okay, I’m fine, you just...I don’t know, you have an effect on me that I never felt before.”
He raised his head a little higher.
“I...I have an effect over you?”
“Yeah, why the hell do you think I fainted?”
I laughed again and sat up a little. My head kind of hurt but not enough to stop me from getting out o the bed.
He got up offered his hand. I took it. His hand was big compared to mine and it was warm too. He helped me walk to the nurse. She looked up and smiled.
“Ah, you’re finally up.”
She smiled at me and then finished writing what she was writing.
“Okay I need to do a few things before I can let you go.”
She did so weird test with her fingers making me follow it and shining a light in my eyes. She also asked me weird questions like if I hurt anywhere, what my family’s names were and my own name and some other silly questions I knew all the answers too.
The nurse looked satisfied. Then a bell rang. I looked at my watch and it was the end of the day. It was just 2 block the last time I remembered! I turned to Laurent.
“How long was I out?!
“Five in a half hours.”
He looked upset again. I took his hand then and made him look at me; look in my eyes.
“It’s not your fault, will you stop beating yourself up over something that I did to myself?!”
He squeezed my hand but I didn’t stop starring. For a second I thought I couldn’t stop. But he looked away and thanked the nurse.
We were just about to walk out when the nurse told me she wanted to talk to me for just a minute.
“I’ll be outside.”
He walked away and I looked his way until I could no longer see him.
“He really cares about you, he refused to go back to class after he ran you here.”
“He...he didn’t want to leave?”
“No, he said he had to make sure you were all right. He didn’t leave your bed side once.”
I smiled really big...and I felt my heart beat faster at what I was just told. She continued.
“He really loves you; he’s one of a kind.”
“What?! Love?? What are you talking about?”
The nurse laughed.
“Calm down Jonah, it’s nothing to freak over about. I thought you knew? Isn’t he your boyfriend?”
“Boyfriend? No, I...I like him, I mean I really do like him, but...I...I never knew he felt like that for me...”
She smiled and pointed towards the door and I turned around. Laurent was leaning his shoulder on the opening of the doorway. I blushed a hundred shades of red.
“Did you hear everything?”
He nodded and walked towards me. He wrapped his arms around my body and held me close to his body. We stood there for a long time until the nurse told us we had to go and the buses had already left.
“OH MY GOSH!! I missed the bus how am I...”
“Hey it’s okay the nursed called your parents and she said that I was going to be taking you home okay? As far as they know you’re still unconscious.”
He smiled and draped his arm over my shoulders. We walked out of the nurse’s office after thanking her for everything.
We reached his car and he held the door open for me. I got in and buckled up and he was behind the wheel. Laurent backed out and drove away from the school towards my house.
My house was pretty close to the school; walking distance actually. He pulled over a little ways away from my house turned off the ignition. He looked at the steering wheel then he turned to face me.
“I really do love you Jonah.”
I looked at him; looked into his eyes. They told me something, but I couldn’t quite figure out what is was. The he leaned forward and his lips met mine. I parted my lips as did he. I put my hand on the back of his neck and he slowly cupped my cheek in his hand.
The kiss lasted for a long time. Finally we pulled away but not willingly. We both were breathing hard, trying to catch our breath.
He was staring at me the whole time...finally once he regained breath he opened his mouth.
“Let’s come to an agreement...we are now going out...”
I looked at him. I couldn’t help it I pulled him towards me kissed him, pulled away and said,
“I love you too Laurent Cade.”
I raced out of the car and ran to my drive way all the way to the front door of my house.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Halloween Party
Everything that happened was still a blur as I tried remembering exactly what happened. But one thing I could see as clear as the blue sky was his face. The way he looked so calm yet tried to force the fear from showing in his eyes. Then there was the feeling I remember feeling so well; the feeling of pure terror, regret, and pain.
It was coming close to Halloween and all my friends were talking about the party at Kenya Hill’s house. It was supposed to be the biggest and scariest party ever thrown in the high school. I was surprised when Kenya herself came up to me just then, smiled and gave me an invitation. I looked down at the haunted house shaped piece of paper. It read:
You are invited to Kenya Hill’s scariest party ever thrown
Place: Kenya Hill’s house
Time: 9:00p.m.
Date: Sat. Oct. 31st
RSVP: 673-984-2175
Wear a costume it can be anything, there is going to be a best, scariest, cutest, silliest, and most creative costume contest!!
I jumped and stuffed the invitation in my bag as the warning bell rang. I ran to first block and was in the door by the time the late bell rang. I sat down next to my best friend Trenton Frye. He’s been my best friend since last year but I feel like I’ve known him my whole life.
I turned to him then and he smiled at me. “Hey, what were you doing?” he smiled again and gave me a hug. “Oh, Kenya gave me an invitation to her party and I was reading it.” I said a bit confused but also felt embarrassed because I could feel my cheeks turning red. “Hey, that’s great! Now we can go together.” I looked at him and smiled I turned in my seat as class began, Biology.
By the time we took notes and finished our in-class work, we still had about 20 minutes of extra time so Mrs. Bryant let us talk quietly. I turned in my seat to face Trenton again. He was drawing something. I leaned on him my cheek leaning on his shoulder and looked down at the drawing. It was his costume. “You’re making your costume home made?” “Yeah, I wanted to try and win the most creative costume.” He smiled and went back to his drawing. He was really good at drawing and being creative so he shouldn’t have any problem winning. I sat back in my chair and thought about the costume I wanted to wear. I mean Halloween was this Saturday and it was just so short notice for me.
The bell rang for second block. Trenton and I walked together to his second block. “So how are you going to get the materials for your costume?” I looked at him as I walked. “I dunno, I guess from other costumes from past Halloween’s.” “That’s a good way to recycle; hey I’ll go to a couple of thrift stores and see what I can find.” “Aww, come on Jamie, you don’t have to do that for me.” But I could tell in his voice and facial expression that he was grateful for it. I smiled and hugged him. “I’ll see you at lunch.” He waved and I ran the rest the way to Chorus.
Chorus and Geometry part one went by really fast. The bell rang for C lunch and I gathered my stuff up and went to the lunch table that I normally sat at with Trenton, Laurent, this real quiet kid Andy and me. I spotted our normal table and started to walk a little fast. I finally got there and sat next to Trenton. “Hey guys, what’s up?” “Hey Jamie, nothing much just talking about the party.” Laurent said with his to die for smile. I had a real big crush on Laurent so I smiled back and started to fidget with my hands under the table. “Cool, can you believe I got invited, I mean come on, no one ever invites me to parties.” Trenton was smiling uncontrollably and stuck his hand over his mouth to try and hide it. I turned my attention on him. “Why are you so smiley all of a sudden?” then it hit me, “You convinced Kenya to invite me didn’t you?!” he nodded his head. I nearly knocked him off his chair as I attacked him in a hug. “Oh my gosh thank you!! What would I ever do without you?!” I gave him my best bear hug I could do. “Can’t…breathe.” I let go and now I was smiling uncontrollably.
We talked about the party and what we were thinking about what costume to wear. The bell rang signaling lunch was over and Laurent, Trenton and I walked upstairs. Trenton had to go down a separate hall way then Laurent and I so we said bye and he and I walked the short distance to our class. We normally don’t talk unless I try to ask a question but normally I’m too scared to ask him anything and too nervous to find words to talk to him so I just kept my mouth shut most of the time when I’m near him. We reached his class and he said bye, I said bye back and gave a small wave and walked down the hall made a turn and walked to my last block, English.
The whole class period I thought about nothing but the party and how I was going to get a costume or what costume I was going to wear. By the time the final bell rang for school to be let out I gathered my belonging and went to find Laurent. I found him and we walked down the stairs to his bus. He normally doesn’t stay very long outside because he wants to get a good seat on the bus. We reached his bus and said bye. I then went to find Trenton.
Trenton was standing right outside in front of the bus; I walked up to him and hugged him. He smiled and returned the hug. We got on the bus and sat next to each other. We picked up where we left off at lunch about our costumes and talked until the bus came to my stop. I got off and waved to Trenton checked the mail and walked up my semi-steep driveway.
I gave my mom a hug asked her how her day was told her mine was fine and went upstairs to my room. I got on my laptop and checked my email. Then I searched for Halloween costumes. When I got bored with that I grabbed my wallet and checked to see how much was in it; $30. “Good enough” I said and went downstairs. I grabbed my jacket out of the closet and told my mom I was walking over to the nearby thrift store to find stuff for mine and Trenton’s costume. “Okay, just be home by 5.” I kissed her on her cheek and walked out the door.
The thrift store always had good stuff, especially during the Holidays. I looked at cloths and the different Halloween items they had put out. I finally got a nice black dress, a bat necklace with the eyes as red ruby’s and picked up some different fabrics I thought Trenton might like. I paid for my stuff and walked back home.
I decided I wanted to be a vampire. I put the stuff for Trenton in my bag and put my stuff up in my closet ‘til I needed it. Halloween was only 3 days away so I was starting to get excited but felt nervous at the same time. This would be the biggest Halloween party ever. Everyone would be there. My eyes started to get heavy so I changed into some shorts and a tee shirt and covered up in my blanket. I fell asleep quickly that night and slept the whole night. When I got up to the annoying racket they called an alarm I dressed in a black shirt and dark blue jeans, slipped on my converses and went down stairs to grab a doughnut for breakfast. I brushed my teeth, made coffee for my mom and was out the door.
The school day was fast but so was the rest of the week. It was Saturday afternoon and I was getting ready for the party. I slipped on the dress and black leggings my black flats and put on some black lipstick. I applied some fake blood to my mouth and did my hair. I put on a thick layer of eye liner and put some a thin layer of white face paint on so it made me look paler than I already was. I looked in the mirror at an hour in a half’s work. I looked pretty good. I put the necklace on and then I heard the door bell ring. I went down stairs and found Laurent and Trenton on my door step. “Wow Jamie, you look good.” Said Laurent, I must of blushed a hundred shades of red because Trenton started laughing at me. I punched him in the arm. Laurent was one of the Halo dudes off the X-box game and Trenton was this way cool zombie thing. I complemented on both their costumes. “Mom, I’ll be home around one okay?” she said that was fine and to have fun. So I shut the door and the three of us got in Laurent’s car and went to the party.
Kenya lived in a big house on top of a huge hill; she also lived quite a distance from my house. So we talked about what kinds of things might be at the party that would make it so scary and the rumors we heard about what might be at the party.
It was around 8:53p.m. by the time we were going up the really cool mansion driveway. Kenya’s house looked amazing from the outside. Tomb stones and skeletons, fog machines and spider webs, and really creepy/scary music playing; we parked where some cars were already parked and got out. All three of us walked up to the front porch steps and rang the bell. It was a really scary screech, Kenya came to the door as a black cat and open the door for us she welcomed us and we came in and joined everyone in the main part of her house.
The inside of the house looked more amazing then the outside of the house. With fake blood splattered on the wall more spider webs, skeletons and a really wide variety of Halloween food. More people showed up by the minute and the party really got going. Someone put on the music and there was even a DJ with a DJ booth. Everyone was dancing and having a good time talking and laughing everything was great.
Well I couldn’t help myself Laurent asked me to dance, I looked a bit surprised but he smiled and took my hand and we danced to almost every song. Finally I needed to take a breather. I told Laurent I would be by the drinks and stuff if he needed me he kissed me on my cheek then. “Take your time.” He smiled at me. I didn’t know what to say so I walked away, my eyes as big as an owl’s. I got to the punch table and saw Trenton standing alone sipping at a cup. I walked over to him half dazed and real smiley. “Why are you so happy?” he sounded really depressed and somewhat mad. “Hey, what’s wrong?” I was now concerned. “Not once.” “What? I can’t understand you the music is too loud.” I leaned closer to him and then he finally looked up at me, he had tears in his eyes but it looked like he was on the verge of punching someone. “Not once did you ask me to dance and not once did you even ask to talk or spend time with me. You were much too busy dancing and hanging out with Laurent!” he looked angry now, the tears where gone. I looked at him surprised, but before I could open my mouth he continued to yell at me. “I saw what he did too, he kissed you on your cheek, he knew I liked you, he knew I was going to ask you out tonight.” His hands were in fist and his face was turning real red he was screaming now, but no one noticed because of how loud the music was. I looked at him my best friend; I must have started to cry because I felt wetness on my cheek. But I wiped them away quickly and felt the anger boiling up inside of myself. “If you liked me so much why did it take you so long to ask me to dance, why didn’t you just walk up to Laurent and pull him aside, if you liked me so much you should have told me sooner!!” I shot back the tears flowing now. “I can’t believe you’re mad at me, for something I didn’t know about for something I didn’t know!! You are or I thought you were my best friend!” “Well I guess I made a mistake in liking you because that’s all you see me as, as long as we’ve been friends I thought you might of got the hint!!” he yelled back throwing his fist up in the air. “Trenton I can’t believe you! If you’re going to be like this because you were too scared to ask me out then fine I guess you’re not the friend I thought you were, I hate you, I never want to talk to you again!!” and I ran off to find Laurent not even taking a glance back at how Trenton looked. I didn’t care he was mad at me for something I had no clue about. I found Laurent and told him what happened he hugged me and told me everything would be fine, that he would talk to Trenton and everything would be fine. Then I heard it. It was like a sickening ringing in my ear; the fire of a gunshot.
My stomach sank, my eyes got really wide and I ran, pushing people out of the way knocking people over just to find Trenton. Laurent was right behind me I pushed my way through the crowd and stopped. I looked down at the body lying on the floor; looked down at the blood seeping from my best friend’s body. I felt weak, faint, I threw myself down to the floor and started to cry. I took his hand in mine and cried. He turned his head then and faced me; he weakly raised his other arm and put his hand on my cheek. The music was off and more than a hundred eyes were watching us now; it was dead silent. “You look beautiful Jamie, I’m sorry I yelled at you.” He coughed on you and I started crying harder. “No don’t be sorry, I didn’t mean anything I said! Please hold on please!” “I just called 911, an ambulance is on their way.” Someone yelled but I could barely hear them. “Trenton, I never wanted to admit it but I did like you, I never wanted you to know though, I didn’t want to ruin the friendship we had! I’m sorry!!” he smiled weakly and put his hand on my hair. Then his arm fell. “NO!!” I screamed the paramedics came just then. They ripped his shirt off and tried to revive him. “Clear!” and his body jumped. They did it again but it was no use he was gone. Laurent picked me up from the ground…he held me close and I cried in his chest. I could feel that we were moving so I followed.
It’s been a week since the party, and they had already had the funeral. I stayed home and just sat in the darkness of my closet. I didn’t know what else to do…He was always the kind of person to forgive someone, he forgave too easily; but he forgave me. I couldn’t feel anything my mind was repeating the argument; flashes of Trenton’s face were still appearing in my mind. I finally got up. I walked to my laptop and went to Microsoft word. This is what I typed:
People don’t realize what they have ‘til it’s gone.
People say things they don’t mean.
People don’t stop and think
About what they say before they say it.
Unfortunately, I learned this the hard way.
I said words I could not take back.
Even though he forgave me
I still lost him.
And people need to keep what they have
Close.
Think before they speak.
Because the last thing you say to them
May be the last thing they ever hear.
The tears rolled down my face and I pressed the print button. It printed out; I folded it up and went down stairs. No one was home so I grabbed my Jacket from the closet and walked outside…I kept walking. I was still unsure if wanted to do this but I kept walking because something inside of me was telling me to keep walking.
I didn’t go to the funeral. I was too ashamed of what I said to him before he died. But that’s where I was headed, to the cemetery where Trenton Frye was buried. I got to the gates and slipped through them. I walked through the cemetery ‘til I found his tomb. I felt numb. I sank down to the ground and just stared at the name, the date. Trenton Frye 9/29/94-10/31/2011; a single tear fell and hit the freshly put down grass of the grave. I pulled out the folded piece of paper I dug just a small and deep enough hole and put the piece of paper in it. I covered it back up. I touched my fingers to my lips and then to the tomb, got up and walked away.
It was coming close to Halloween and all my friends were talking about the party at Kenya Hill’s house. It was supposed to be the biggest and scariest party ever thrown in the high school. I was surprised when Kenya herself came up to me just then, smiled and gave me an invitation. I looked down at the haunted house shaped piece of paper. It read:
You are invited to Kenya Hill’s scariest party ever thrown
Place: Kenya Hill’s house
Time: 9:00p.m.
Date: Sat. Oct. 31st
RSVP: 673-984-2175
Wear a costume it can be anything, there is going to be a best, scariest, cutest, silliest, and most creative costume contest!!
I jumped and stuffed the invitation in my bag as the warning bell rang. I ran to first block and was in the door by the time the late bell rang. I sat down next to my best friend Trenton Frye. He’s been my best friend since last year but I feel like I’ve known him my whole life.
I turned to him then and he smiled at me. “Hey, what were you doing?” he smiled again and gave me a hug. “Oh, Kenya gave me an invitation to her party and I was reading it.” I said a bit confused but also felt embarrassed because I could feel my cheeks turning red. “Hey, that’s great! Now we can go together.” I looked at him and smiled I turned in my seat as class began, Biology.
By the time we took notes and finished our in-class work, we still had about 20 minutes of extra time so Mrs. Bryant let us talk quietly. I turned in my seat to face Trenton again. He was drawing something. I leaned on him my cheek leaning on his shoulder and looked down at the drawing. It was his costume. “You’re making your costume home made?” “Yeah, I wanted to try and win the most creative costume.” He smiled and went back to his drawing. He was really good at drawing and being creative so he shouldn’t have any problem winning. I sat back in my chair and thought about the costume I wanted to wear. I mean Halloween was this Saturday and it was just so short notice for me.
The bell rang for second block. Trenton and I walked together to his second block. “So how are you going to get the materials for your costume?” I looked at him as I walked. “I dunno, I guess from other costumes from past Halloween’s.” “That’s a good way to recycle; hey I’ll go to a couple of thrift stores and see what I can find.” “Aww, come on Jamie, you don’t have to do that for me.” But I could tell in his voice and facial expression that he was grateful for it. I smiled and hugged him. “I’ll see you at lunch.” He waved and I ran the rest the way to Chorus.
Chorus and Geometry part one went by really fast. The bell rang for C lunch and I gathered my stuff up and went to the lunch table that I normally sat at with Trenton, Laurent, this real quiet kid Andy and me. I spotted our normal table and started to walk a little fast. I finally got there and sat next to Trenton. “Hey guys, what’s up?” “Hey Jamie, nothing much just talking about the party.” Laurent said with his to die for smile. I had a real big crush on Laurent so I smiled back and started to fidget with my hands under the table. “Cool, can you believe I got invited, I mean come on, no one ever invites me to parties.” Trenton was smiling uncontrollably and stuck his hand over his mouth to try and hide it. I turned my attention on him. “Why are you so smiley all of a sudden?” then it hit me, “You convinced Kenya to invite me didn’t you?!” he nodded his head. I nearly knocked him off his chair as I attacked him in a hug. “Oh my gosh thank you!! What would I ever do without you?!” I gave him my best bear hug I could do. “Can’t…breathe.” I let go and now I was smiling uncontrollably.
We talked about the party and what we were thinking about what costume to wear. The bell rang signaling lunch was over and Laurent, Trenton and I walked upstairs. Trenton had to go down a separate hall way then Laurent and I so we said bye and he and I walked the short distance to our class. We normally don’t talk unless I try to ask a question but normally I’m too scared to ask him anything and too nervous to find words to talk to him so I just kept my mouth shut most of the time when I’m near him. We reached his class and he said bye, I said bye back and gave a small wave and walked down the hall made a turn and walked to my last block, English.
The whole class period I thought about nothing but the party and how I was going to get a costume or what costume I was going to wear. By the time the final bell rang for school to be let out I gathered my belonging and went to find Laurent. I found him and we walked down the stairs to his bus. He normally doesn’t stay very long outside because he wants to get a good seat on the bus. We reached his bus and said bye. I then went to find Trenton.
Trenton was standing right outside in front of the bus; I walked up to him and hugged him. He smiled and returned the hug. We got on the bus and sat next to each other. We picked up where we left off at lunch about our costumes and talked until the bus came to my stop. I got off and waved to Trenton checked the mail and walked up my semi-steep driveway.
I gave my mom a hug asked her how her day was told her mine was fine and went upstairs to my room. I got on my laptop and checked my email. Then I searched for Halloween costumes. When I got bored with that I grabbed my wallet and checked to see how much was in it; $30. “Good enough” I said and went downstairs. I grabbed my jacket out of the closet and told my mom I was walking over to the nearby thrift store to find stuff for mine and Trenton’s costume. “Okay, just be home by 5.” I kissed her on her cheek and walked out the door.
The thrift store always had good stuff, especially during the Holidays. I looked at cloths and the different Halloween items they had put out. I finally got a nice black dress, a bat necklace with the eyes as red ruby’s and picked up some different fabrics I thought Trenton might like. I paid for my stuff and walked back home.
I decided I wanted to be a vampire. I put the stuff for Trenton in my bag and put my stuff up in my closet ‘til I needed it. Halloween was only 3 days away so I was starting to get excited but felt nervous at the same time. This would be the biggest Halloween party ever. Everyone would be there. My eyes started to get heavy so I changed into some shorts and a tee shirt and covered up in my blanket. I fell asleep quickly that night and slept the whole night. When I got up to the annoying racket they called an alarm I dressed in a black shirt and dark blue jeans, slipped on my converses and went down stairs to grab a doughnut for breakfast. I brushed my teeth, made coffee for my mom and was out the door.
The school day was fast but so was the rest of the week. It was Saturday afternoon and I was getting ready for the party. I slipped on the dress and black leggings my black flats and put on some black lipstick. I applied some fake blood to my mouth and did my hair. I put on a thick layer of eye liner and put some a thin layer of white face paint on so it made me look paler than I already was. I looked in the mirror at an hour in a half’s work. I looked pretty good. I put the necklace on and then I heard the door bell ring. I went down stairs and found Laurent and Trenton on my door step. “Wow Jamie, you look good.” Said Laurent, I must of blushed a hundred shades of red because Trenton started laughing at me. I punched him in the arm. Laurent was one of the Halo dudes off the X-box game and Trenton was this way cool zombie thing. I complemented on both their costumes. “Mom, I’ll be home around one okay?” she said that was fine and to have fun. So I shut the door and the three of us got in Laurent’s car and went to the party.
Kenya lived in a big house on top of a huge hill; she also lived quite a distance from my house. So we talked about what kinds of things might be at the party that would make it so scary and the rumors we heard about what might be at the party.
It was around 8:53p.m. by the time we were going up the really cool mansion driveway. Kenya’s house looked amazing from the outside. Tomb stones and skeletons, fog machines and spider webs, and really creepy/scary music playing; we parked where some cars were already parked and got out. All three of us walked up to the front porch steps and rang the bell. It was a really scary screech, Kenya came to the door as a black cat and open the door for us she welcomed us and we came in and joined everyone in the main part of her house.
The inside of the house looked more amazing then the outside of the house. With fake blood splattered on the wall more spider webs, skeletons and a really wide variety of Halloween food. More people showed up by the minute and the party really got going. Someone put on the music and there was even a DJ with a DJ booth. Everyone was dancing and having a good time talking and laughing everything was great.
Well I couldn’t help myself Laurent asked me to dance, I looked a bit surprised but he smiled and took my hand and we danced to almost every song. Finally I needed to take a breather. I told Laurent I would be by the drinks and stuff if he needed me he kissed me on my cheek then. “Take your time.” He smiled at me. I didn’t know what to say so I walked away, my eyes as big as an owl’s. I got to the punch table and saw Trenton standing alone sipping at a cup. I walked over to him half dazed and real smiley. “Why are you so happy?” he sounded really depressed and somewhat mad. “Hey, what’s wrong?” I was now concerned. “Not once.” “What? I can’t understand you the music is too loud.” I leaned closer to him and then he finally looked up at me, he had tears in his eyes but it looked like he was on the verge of punching someone. “Not once did you ask me to dance and not once did you even ask to talk or spend time with me. You were much too busy dancing and hanging out with Laurent!” he looked angry now, the tears where gone. I looked at him surprised, but before I could open my mouth he continued to yell at me. “I saw what he did too, he kissed you on your cheek, he knew I liked you, he knew I was going to ask you out tonight.” His hands were in fist and his face was turning real red he was screaming now, but no one noticed because of how loud the music was. I looked at him my best friend; I must have started to cry because I felt wetness on my cheek. But I wiped them away quickly and felt the anger boiling up inside of myself. “If you liked me so much why did it take you so long to ask me to dance, why didn’t you just walk up to Laurent and pull him aside, if you liked me so much you should have told me sooner!!” I shot back the tears flowing now. “I can’t believe you’re mad at me, for something I didn’t know about for something I didn’t know!! You are or I thought you were my best friend!” “Well I guess I made a mistake in liking you because that’s all you see me as, as long as we’ve been friends I thought you might of got the hint!!” he yelled back throwing his fist up in the air. “Trenton I can’t believe you! If you’re going to be like this because you were too scared to ask me out then fine I guess you’re not the friend I thought you were, I hate you, I never want to talk to you again!!” and I ran off to find Laurent not even taking a glance back at how Trenton looked. I didn’t care he was mad at me for something I had no clue about. I found Laurent and told him what happened he hugged me and told me everything would be fine, that he would talk to Trenton and everything would be fine. Then I heard it. It was like a sickening ringing in my ear; the fire of a gunshot.
My stomach sank, my eyes got really wide and I ran, pushing people out of the way knocking people over just to find Trenton. Laurent was right behind me I pushed my way through the crowd and stopped. I looked down at the body lying on the floor; looked down at the blood seeping from my best friend’s body. I felt weak, faint, I threw myself down to the floor and started to cry. I took his hand in mine and cried. He turned his head then and faced me; he weakly raised his other arm and put his hand on my cheek. The music was off and more than a hundred eyes were watching us now; it was dead silent. “You look beautiful Jamie, I’m sorry I yelled at you.” He coughed on you and I started crying harder. “No don’t be sorry, I didn’t mean anything I said! Please hold on please!” “I just called 911, an ambulance is on their way.” Someone yelled but I could barely hear them. “Trenton, I never wanted to admit it but I did like you, I never wanted you to know though, I didn’t want to ruin the friendship we had! I’m sorry!!” he smiled weakly and put his hand on my hair. Then his arm fell. “NO!!” I screamed the paramedics came just then. They ripped his shirt off and tried to revive him. “Clear!” and his body jumped. They did it again but it was no use he was gone. Laurent picked me up from the ground…he held me close and I cried in his chest. I could feel that we were moving so I followed.
It’s been a week since the party, and they had already had the funeral. I stayed home and just sat in the darkness of my closet. I didn’t know what else to do…He was always the kind of person to forgive someone, he forgave too easily; but he forgave me. I couldn’t feel anything my mind was repeating the argument; flashes of Trenton’s face were still appearing in my mind. I finally got up. I walked to my laptop and went to Microsoft word. This is what I typed:
People don’t realize what they have ‘til it’s gone.
People say things they don’t mean.
People don’t stop and think
About what they say before they say it.
Unfortunately, I learned this the hard way.
I said words I could not take back.
Even though he forgave me
I still lost him.
And people need to keep what they have
Close.
Think before they speak.
Because the last thing you say to them
May be the last thing they ever hear.
The tears rolled down my face and I pressed the print button. It printed out; I folded it up and went down stairs. No one was home so I grabbed my Jacket from the closet and walked outside…I kept walking. I was still unsure if wanted to do this but I kept walking because something inside of me was telling me to keep walking.
I didn’t go to the funeral. I was too ashamed of what I said to him before he died. But that’s where I was headed, to the cemetery where Trenton Frye was buried. I got to the gates and slipped through them. I walked through the cemetery ‘til I found his tomb. I felt numb. I sank down to the ground and just stared at the name, the date. Trenton Frye 9/29/94-10/31/2011; a single tear fell and hit the freshly put down grass of the grave. I pulled out the folded piece of paper I dug just a small and deep enough hole and put the piece of paper in it. I covered it back up. I touched my fingers to my lips and then to the tomb, got up and walked away.
Family Secret
PART 1-My Boring Life
My life is like a tree, it grows and sits there until the day it dies or until it gets chopped down by some idiot who doesn’t want the tree there anymore. Yep that’s defiantly my life…growing and doing normal, everyday stuff. But I guess you can say that my life is a bit more exciting than a trees’ life cause day and night twenty-four-seven-three-hundred and sixty-five days a year all it’s doing is sitting there and I’m at least moving around doing things, but you get what I’m trying to say…my life is BORING!
I’m Sarah Klocker, I’m a 17 year old individual that grew up an only child in Salt lake city, Utah. And like I said before…my life ain’t too exciting. I mean, I never go to friends houses, friends, (once in a blue moon) come over here, I don’t go to parties, (mainly cause I’m not invited to any) I don’t go anywhere exciting, and if we do go anywhere it’s to my grandparents house in Maryland. I don’t have a MySpace or Face Book account, (cause my mom thinks it’s “unsafe”) I do have an e-mail but not many of my friends use/have an e-mail account, and the only reason I can check my e-mail is because I just recently received a lab top, so I can do anything I want on the internet without someone breathing down my neck. I’m really not allowed to go anywhere with friends cause of (mainly my mom) won’t allow it happen cause she wants to be able to “trust that I do the right thing.” What I do, do with my time: check my e-mail, go to school, read books, write songs/poems, listen to my music and if there’s something really good on, on the weekend watch T.V. So yeah, that’s what I do mainly with my life.
Monday morning came finally around, ( the weekends are extremely boring, since we go nowhere but Wal-mart, and that’s getting to be a bit boring.) Any way I got up shut off the annoyance they call an alarm and got dressed. I went into my parents’ room and made their coffee and took out the 3 small dogs. I waited for a while then let the dogs in and went back to my room to check my e-mail…I had 1 new message:
Hey Sarah, just wanted 2 say hey and c if u were up yet e-mail back if ya get the chance.
Hey Trevor, yeah I’m up (barely) thanks for lookin’ out 4 me…c u at skool…
I clicked sent and signed out. When Yahoo came up I exited out and opened up Microsoft word and began to write stuff that was on my mind…when I looked at the clock I went down stairs to wake my sister up so she could get her kids ready for school. When I got back up stairs I continued to write ‘til it was time for me to go.
By the time it was 7:00a.m. I had written 3 poems and 1 song. I gathered my things and went to say good-bye to my mom and dad. I got my lunch and walked down to my bus, popped in my ear buds and turned my music as loud as it would go.
Normally my bus comes around 7:10a.m. so when I saw the flashing of yellow lights up ahead I turned the volume down and watched the bus roll to a stop in front of me. The doors swung open and I got on. Sitting in my regular seat in the very back I scooted towards the window and looked out of it. When we got to school it was about 7:17 so I turned off my Mp3 player, put it on hold and stuck it in my pocket. We got off and I walked my normal route to my English class. By the time I was in view of the class one of my friends were already there waiting for me.
“Hey Jacob, how are you?” “Better than nothing.” We hugged and I set my stuff in the class room and went back out in the hall. “So how was your weekend?” “Good I wrote some more songs so I have over 50 songs now.” “Really, so do I!” “You write songs too?” “Yeah, ever since Jared wrote me that song it inspired me to write.” “That’s cool.” We stood there for a moment then I saw my boyfriend Jared walking down the hall. I ran up to him and strangled him in a hug. “Hey, how are you?!” “I’ll be better if I wasn’t being choked.” We laughed and I let go, he put his arm around my waist. “Hey man, how ya been?” Jared asked making a fist and put it against Jacobs. “Not much you?” “Really nothing, just been on my computer fiddling around.” “Jacob you got to get to class, you’re goin’ to be late.” I interrupted. “Okay I’ll see you too later.” He gave us both a hug and went down the hall to his class. Jared and I went to our own and sat in our seats. The announcements came on and we said the pledge. When we sat for the moment of silence Jared took my hand in his. When the silence was over Mrs. Williams went around handing out our vocab. list for the next part we were reading in our play.
“Who didn’t get a vocabulary sheet?” she asked, a couple kids raised their hand then we filled it out together. When we were done we assigned parts for A raisin in the sun began to read.
When we were done reading the act 2 scene 1 we answered the questioned and watched the part we just read. By the time we did all that the bell rang for second block.
‘This was going to be my day,’ I thought to myself as I walked side by side with Jared. ‘Just as boring as my life.’
PART 2-Stranger in the woods
I was seriously right about my day…it was boring…so boring that I actually fell asleep in third block! Well at least the week was over…wait…grrrrrrrrr…the weekend is here, no that so totally sucks! That means I have to go two more miserably days without my friends and boyfriend!
Yeah, I have my moments at times…that was just me in my own little realization world. The week flew by fast, MAN it was just like yesterday that I was coming back to school from spring break…I think…sorry babbling on about non-sense. Anyway when I got home I said hi to my parents and went up the stairs to my room…got on the computer well kinda, I really just turned it on. I watched a little television then went back to my computer to check my e-mail. I had one new message but it was from one of my Shelfari friends…I read it through replied and went back to watching t.v.
I guess I can kinda be happy, I mean I’m actually going somewhere Saturday. It’s actually a b-day party but it’s for a ten year old…she’s like my little sister and if the weather’s nice I can go, that is…if my mom lets me go…
I got bored with the t.v. (just like with everything else) and checked my e-mail (again), it was from my friend Luke. That e-mail just made me even more depressed with my life…he gets to go to the movies…but I will admit I did go twice…once with my best friend to see the third harry potter, and I saved up like thirty bucks to go see the fifth one for me and my parents to go…(yes I know I’m a dork, and to prove it even more I read all the books and even own them all.)
“Sarah!” my dad called me interrupting my thoughts…I minimized the screen and went to go see what he wanted… “Sarah, I want you to pick up the front and back yard, then I want you to mow the front yard, I’ll mow the back.” “Okay, let me get my Mp3 player.” I took the stairs two at a time grabbed my ear buds and music device and went back down stairs and out the door.
Linkin’ Park was blaring in my ear but it wasn’t really loud enough for me, anyway I picked up the front and back yard and as I bent down to pick up a large stick I saw a movement in the small woods by our house. “Hello?” In the back of my mind I knew that was stupid because for all I know, it could have been a serial killer. So my stupid self ignored the little voice inside my head and called out again… “Hello?” This time a bit louder…but nothing moved…it was probably just an animal of some sort…I continued to pick up and I saw it again, this time I actually saw a figure standing in the dark part where I couldn’t see…but I defiantly saw a human figure standing there. “Hey! Get outta here, you’re on private property!” I yelled but the figure didn’t move. Instead of getting my dad my stupid self (again) went towards the figure. “NO!” I stopped dead in my tracks. That voice…I knew that voice from somewhere, but I had no idea where I heard it from. It was a males’ voice but a little deep like an older teenager 17 or 18. I looked and the figure was still there. “Don’t come any closer.” “And why should I listen to you?” the figure was silent but it was like I hurt his feeling or something…no that was impossible, I didn’t even know the dude. I took another step and the figure dashed, he ran full speed away from me. I stopped and looked in the way he ran. Why was I so greatly affected by him and how in the world did I recognize his voice?! I shook off the feeling and went to get the lawn mower. I checked the gas and oil and started to mow…
That night I went to bed and then I saw the figure in the woods and heard his voice, I replayed the scene that day over and over again ‘til I couldn't keep my eyes open…I drifted off to sleep.
PART 3-The Dream
It was one of those days where the sun was blindingly bright. I was standing in a field full of wild flowers. I started walking but I wasn’t sure where I walked and walked ‘til I saw a door. I walked up to it and before I could put my hand on the handle the door opened. I stepped in and the field disappeared. I was in a room, more like a one room apartment. There was a small, little kitchen and in (I think the living room area) there was a couch and t.v. in front of it. There was a bed in the far corner. I walked over to it, and then I noticed it there was a person lying in the bed. The head was covered I reached my hand out and pulled back the cover…my face must of went pale white, I couldn’t scream I was too scared to…there lying in the bed was me…I was lying there blood covered my face and my eyes were as wide as an owls’. I staggered back and grasped the couch for support then I saw him, the figure in the woods, there was a gleam and in his hand held a small switch blade. He advanced forward towards me blade held high I covered my face and screamed.
I shoot straight up falling out of my bed and hitting the floor hard. Sweat covered my body and I felt tear stains on my face.
“Why?” I looked at the clock, 11:42p.m. I got up and I noticed I was shaking all over. I moved towards my bathroom and ran a cup full of water and gulped it down. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and looked at myself in the mirror. “Wow.” I walked out and went back to my room. I lied back down and tried to close my eyes but the image of the blade and the supposedly me kept my eyes wide open.
PART 4-Party
I didn’t sleep that who night since I woke up screaming. I was dead tired and I could fall out any minute but I forced myself to dress in my swim suit and shorts and tank top. I slipped on a pair of sandals and went down stairs. I grabbed a mini strawberry bagel and wolfed it down then I went back up stairs brushed my teeth, hair and grab Olivia’s gift and went to say good-bye to my parents.
“I’ll see you went I get back.” Hugging my mom and walking over to my dad I kissed his cheek and waved good-bye. I went outside and grabbed my bike and rode the short distance to the lake. By the time I got there not many people were there…I mean I could see why, the sky told it all… “I’m going to rain all over you!” but a little rain won’t hurt no one. I mean there’s a dock with a roof to cover us ‘til it stopped. Anyway I got off my bike and looked around and then… “Sarah! You came!” I was being attacked by my sister Olivia. Well she’s really not my sister but we are really close so I call her my best friend and my adopted sister. I hugged her back and smiled for the first time all day. “Hey there birthday girl.” We walked together to her table. There were two tables covered with food gifts and other party accessories. I sat my gift with the rest of the gifts and took off my tank top along with my sandals and followed her to the end of the dock where we were allowed to jump off. “Hey push me in so I don’t chicken out.” “I love it when you say I can do that!” she put her hands on my back and gave her strongest shove. I squealed and landed in the, what seemed like, icy cold water. I surfaced and smiled Olivia smiled back and jumped in the rest of the girls were in the water and we swam a little bit then her mom called us in to have cake and ice cream. We all got out and rapped ourselves in towels and crowded around the birthday girl to sing “Happy Birthday.” When we were down her mom cut the cake and scooped everyone a bit of ice cream. We sat down enjoying the food, smiling, laughing and talking. I looked over to the woods and I froze. The dark figure from the woods at my house was there, just standing there. I looked at his hands, nothing there that gleamed. I got up and excused myself. I ran towards the woods. When I knew I was out of ear shot of the party I began to whisper to the figure…
“Why are you following me?” “I’ve always been following you, ever since I could drive my own car.” “That doesn’t answer my…wait since you were sixteen you’ve been following me…?” I said a little confused. “Yes, and I have good reason too, that I can’t tell you at this moment in time.” “What, you’re like so confusing me.” “Good, that’s the way it should stay ‘til you’re ready.” And with that he ran off at full speed again. “Wait, ready for what?” but he was gone. I walked back to the party in a daze. Did I really just experience that conversation with him, the dark figure? I sat down and every girl that was sitting by me was staring at me. “Hey, I just had to use the bathroom.” I smiled and every started to crack up. We started back up with the laughing and giggling. When everyone was down it was time for her to open her gifts. She opened every one with a surprised look and I swear she said she loved everything she got.
Parents started to arrive and I was the last to leave. I hugged Olivia and whispered in her ear, “You’re my little sister now so if ya need me just call,” And I handed her the hand-made card with my phone number in it. I gave her one last hug and gave her one last smile and turned to leave.
When I got back home it was around 5p.m. I got out of my wet cloths and changed into jeans and a black shirt. I got on my computer and checked my e-mail. I had 3 new messages.
Hey Sarah where R U? e-mail me back will ya. Trevor.
Hi there, just wanted to see what you were up to…
And the third was from my Shelfari friend. I e-mailed them all quickly back and shut off my computer. I flung myself onto my bed and closed my eyes. The conversation with the dark figure replayed in my mind and I fell into a dreamless sleep.
PART 5-The Poem
I opened my eyes lazily and looked at the digital clock on my desk. 7:01a.m. Great Sunday was here, which meant Laundry day was also here. I got up and started to gather my cloths before anyone else could get to the washer. I headed down stairs and I stuffed my cloths in. When I got done I went up stairs and checked my e-mail. Zero messages. Good I don’t feel like typing a reply to nothing. I couldn’t stand the growling in my stomach any longer, I went downstairs and grabbed me a bowl of honey nut cheerios and a mini strawberry bagel. I sat at the counter and began to eat.
Thinking of nothing in particular I finished my cereal and went up stairs eating my bagel. I was way too tired to keep my eyes open to I finished up my bagel and went back to bed.
I rarely have a dream and if I do, it’s just random things that mean nothing, like the dream I just had I couldn’t even open my eyes in the dream, but when I woke up I opened my eyes. Weird huh…anyway I got up again to someone calling my name; I ignored them and just lied there. I seriously wish today would end so I could go back to school. I got up and went over to my computer, checked my e-mail (again.) Zero messages. Huh, that’s strange, Trevor always e-mails me around this time…oh well, guess he went somewhere or something. I signed out and just sat there. What was I going to do to pass time…I went over to my book bag and got out my red note book and the pencil I stole from my boyfriends back pack last semester. I went over to my bed lied on my stomach and began to write.
Well I’m not sure how long I was there writing but I had a pretty decent song going on and a few fairly well written poems. I re-read them and froze. Here’s one of the poems I had just written:
Night fell over the earth,
Like a blanket.
The starts were bright in the sky,
Like there were winking at you.
The moon…oh that beautiful moon,
Hanging so high in the sky.
But the silence over comes me,
And I hear a creeping in the woods.
The sound…so familiar…
It draws my body to it.
Looking in the dark mysterious woods,
I see the figure of a dark male.
Tall and held in his hand was a blade,
Oh how it gleamed in the moonlight.
Held high in the night,
I sense danger.
But I don’t want to run away,
I want to see his face.
I want to hear his so familiar voice again,
Then before I know it,
His blade is in my chest.
The blood flows from my heart,
Onto the earths’ floor.
I crumble to my knees,
And in the moonlight I see the face of an angel.
I stared horrified at what I had just written, was it an omen, was what I just wrote a warning of the dark figure I have been talking to. I don’t know but I made up my mind, no one was going to find out about the dark figure and no was going to see this poem I had written.
I folded it up and locked it away in a box I no longer had a use for ‘til now. I couldn’t get the words out of my head, running through my brain, they were there and they were stuck. But the funny part of this is, well not funny but strange, I didn’t even image the dark figures face, so how did I know if it was a face of an angels? I don’t know but all this is so totally freaking me out.
PART 6-Kidnapped
My alarm went off and I just lied there ‘til I couldn’t stand the racket anymore. I got up and shut it off. I went down stairs and got my cloths out of the dryer and went back up the steps to my room. Half asleep I found a pair of my favorite blue jeans and a black shirt. I heard a knock at the door as I was brushing my hair.
“Yeah!” “Hey, don’t forget to fix your moms’ coffee and take out the dogs.” I opened the door to answer him. “Okay, have a nice day.” I kissed my dads’ cheek and gave him a hug. “You too.” He hugged me back and went downstairs and out the door. I finished brushing my hair and went to my parents’ room; I opened the door and went in. My mom was at the computer. I walked over and gave her a hug. “Morning mom.” “Morning sweetheart.” I made her coffee then called the dogs to go out.
By the time I was done with all that it was 6a.m. I went downstairs and looked in the freezer; I got out the French toast sticks (cinnamon) and picked out five. I put the rest away and put mine in the microwave for a minute. I got myself some orange juice and sat at the counter.
I was extremely hunger, so I wolfed down my breakfast and drank my juice in one gulp. I went back up stairs and turned on my computer, typed in my password and waited for it to boot up.
I waited a little long then it was ready for me to use. I clicked on the internet button and went to my e-mail. Zero messages. It’s too early to be on the computer sending e-mails anyway. So I exited out and went to AnimeCrazy.net and watched the second episode of Eureka 7.
I was half way through the episode when I looked at my digital clock, 6:40. Holy crap I was supposed to wake Terri up ten minutes ago! I paused what I was watching and half ran down the steps.
“Terri, are you awake?” I walked in a shook her a little. “I’ve been awake.” Sounding so not convincing, her voice was barely above a whisper and her eyes were closed. I shrugged my shoulders and walked out. I went back up stairs and watched the rest of my episode.
It only had about ten to fifteen minutes left so when it was done I looked at the clock, again, (I always have to know what time it is) anyway, it was 6:44. Man! I didn’t have enough time to watch another episode, so I turned off my computer and went to finish getting ready.
7 came around and I grabbed my Victoria’s Secret jacket and went in my parents’ room again to say good-bye. I kissed her cheek and walked out. I popped in my ear buds, zipped up my jacket, put on my hood, grabbed my back pack, and went down the steps.
As I was heading out the door I couldn’t help but feel this nagging feeling that I should check to see if Terri woke up or not. I sighed and took out my ear buds and went to check. Sure enough she was still lying there sleeping.
“Terri, I thought you were awake, it’s 7 o’clock now.” I said as I shook her awake. She got up instantly and started to get her boys up. I left the room and went down to my bus stop.
As I was going I popped back in my ear buds and turned the volume up as loud as they would go. (Which is pretty dang loud, with these ear buds at least.) It normally takes my bus ten minutes to get to my stop, but she was running late so she didn’t get her until 7:16, and we arrived at school just when the busses were letting out.
I got off and waited for my friend, Aj. She got off and was (like her crazy self) all hyped up. she still had her Ipod on and was listening to “Just dance.” I walked into the school said by to Aj and walked off to my class.
“Hey Sarah.” I looked up to see my fourth grade buddy. “Hey Logan, how are you?” “Fine.” “Hey, you didn’t e-mail me back on what movie you were seeing!” “Oh, sorry, we went to see X-Men, it was the best movie I ever saw.” “Wow.” “Hey, did ya eat any popcorn for me?” “No, we weren’t allowed to get anything since we already had loads of candy with us.” “Oh, even better.” “Well, see ya later.” “Bye Logan.” I walked the rest of the way to my class and walked in.
“Hey Mrs. Williams, I totally forgot to give you my papers for A raison in the sun can I please give them to you know?” “Yes, baby you can.” “Thanks, you’re the greatest!”
I dug out my all my papers and stapled them together.
“Here ya go.” “Go ahead and put them in the bin, otherwise I’ll just lose them, and look what I got.” She pointed at a black book sitting on her desk.
“Oh my gosh, you got it!” she smiled as I picked up the book and looked through it. I went around her desk and gave her a hug. I went to my desk and put it on top. I was about to sit down when I noticed Jacob standing at the door.
“Hey, I knew you were waiting for my!” I smiled and gave him a hug. “So did you have a nice weekend?” “Yeah, pretty much, I just wrote songs.” “That’s cool, have you seen Kyle?” “No, I haven’t seen him yet but Jared might now.” Just as we said his name I saw Jared walking down the hall. I ran up to him and he picked me up and spun me around. “Hey!” I said so filled with a sudden burst of energy. Is Kyle here?” “Yeah.” “That’s good.” Our little group hugged and then the bell was just about to ring. “You better go before you’re late.” I said to Jacob. We hugged one last time and he jogged down the hall to his class. Jared and I went into our class and took our seats. Just as we sat down the announcements came on and we all had to stand up again. We all said the pledge and sat for the moment of silence.
“Alright, everyone clear off your desk and get ready for your assessment. We did as we were told and she handed out the test.
It took about an hour at the most for everyone to finish and then we did about 25 minutes of independent reading and wrote down out reflection. (Summaries our reading) Once that was all done we watched the part of the A raison in the sun movie.
Once the bell rang everyone was already up and out. Jared and I joined Jacob and we all walked to our second block class. Jacob went his way and we went down stairs to the gym. Once we got there we kissed and then changed up.
Gym was fun we picked team and played volley ball. Third block came around and we took an all-period test that’s gonna drag on to tomorrow. Fourth block was a little better I had Kyle in that class but we didn’t sit together like we normally do. Anyway I did my typing for the day and the rest of the block watched Kyle play “Cubefield.”
The bell finally rang and I walked briskly to meet up with Jared. I found him and we laced our arms around each other, and got into a which-game-is-cooler disagreement. But the whole time we were laughing, so yeah being with him is fun. We got to my bus and waiting there was Trevor and Jacob. We all were talking then Jared grabs my side and I fall to the ground, and guess who I took with me…Jared caught himself before he could land on top of me and, he pulled me up. Laughing so hard it hurt my side I punched Jared in the arm.
“Hey it’s not my fault you’re so ticklish.” He grinned at me and I was now catching my breath. The parking lot was rapidly clearing and everyone got on their bus. Jared and I kissed but I didn’t want him to go but the lot was now empty except for the teachers. We kissed one last time and we ran to get on the bus. I got on mine and sat across from Trevor.
The whole bus ride home we were laughing and talking. Trevor is a very funny guy that, once ya get to know him, he can really make ya laugh. Anyway the bus got to my stop. “Bye Trevor.” I walked down the aisle and before I got to the steps I heard him say, “Don’t fall down the steps!” “Shut up Trevor!” I said as I got off the bus. I turned around and waved one last good-bye and then checked the mail box. Nothing. Walking up the semi-steep drive way, I took my Mp3 out of my pocket and put it in my back pack. I got to the top of the hill and stopped. I heard an all too familiar rustling in the nearby woods. I went to get closer to the woods when I saw the dark figure. He seemed closer than last time but that’s not what caught my attention, what did was the gleaming in his hand. I started to step away when his voice made me freeze in my tracks.
“No, don’t run, I need to talk to you.” “Not with that blade in your hand you’re not.” I sounded more confident than I felt which was a good thing cause there was no way in hell he would find out I had a dream with that gleaming blade in his hand, and the fact that I was terrified that the dream would become real.
“Come closer, I don’t want anyone to over hear this.” “Put the blade down first.” “Fine.” And he tossed the blade into the grass that landed at my feet. I looked down to see the exact switch blade he had in my dream. I reluctantly came closer, but something inside me was screaming to turn around a run into the safety of my house. I got to the edge of the woods and waited. He stepped forward and his hands found my forearms and he pulled me into the darkness of the woods.
Before I could scream my mouth was being covered by his huge hand and my back pack had fallen to the ground. I kicked and made an attempt to scream. But that didn’t stop him he was way to strong and he held me like a rag doll, and now I was being kid napped by the dark figure I should have been avoiding.
PART 7-Long Lost Secret Revealed
Tears were now falling from my eyes as he dragged me away from my house. I must have been too wrapped up in my own thoughts that I didn’t realize he was talking to me.
“Hey, it’s okay, everything will be okay.” He kept saying over and over again. Deep inside I wanted to believe him, but my body rejected the deep feeling. I couldn’t help but to feel that a bigger feeling going on inside…I was going to get hurt.
I blinked away my blurred vision and noticed a small cabin up ahead. When we got there he was digging in his pocket for something. He pulled out a small silver key and shoved it in the lock. When he opened the door, to my surprise, was a cozy little house, like he’s been living here for awhile. He shut the door and also to my surprise put me down. As soon as he let go I fell to the floor. “Sarah!” he knelt down and picked me back up, he cradled my like a small child that just been injured and sat me on the sofa. I closed my eyes and instantly fell asleep.
I opened my eyes and blinked away the sleepiness I felt in my eyes. When my vision was cleared I sat up and looked around. Yep I’ve been kidnapped and I’m in the dark figures cabin lying on the sofa with a quilt covering my body. I heard a noise coming from what looked like the kitchen and then he emerged from the room holding a tray, on the tray was a small cup of orange juice, a plate with what looked like a turkey and cheese sandwich.
He sat on the little coffee table in front of the sofa and handed me the tray. I sat up not taking my eyes off him and accepted the tray. I gulped down the OJ and took a bit out of the sandwich.
“Oh my gosh, how did you know I like mustard and mayo on my turkey and cheese sandwiches!” I looked down at the sandwich and opened it up, my eyes got huge, “You even got the mustard with the cheese and the mayo with the turkey!” I looked up at him with a huge grin on my face. I took another bit of the sandwich and sat it back on the plate. I chewed my food and swallowed then I looked back at him. I mean really looked at him and then it hit me like a smack in the face…he was a guy version of me!
“Omigod, you look just like me!” he nodded then finally spoke, “I was wondering when you would see the resemblance…we have a lot to talk about.” Tons of questions were going through my mind, but the first thing that popped out of my mouth was, “How could it be possible that we looked exactly alike, it’s just impossible unless we were twins or something…” I caught the look on his face when I said twin. “No, that’s…that’s impossible, how could you be my twin brother?!” he looked at the door, like he was expecting someone to bust in, then looked back at me.
“It’s true, I’m your twin brother.” I slid the tray from my lap to the end of the sofa and removed the quilt. I swung my legs over the edge and flung my arms around my long lost twin brother.
At first he was surprised and tensed up, and then he relaxed and returned the hug. I let go and looked into his eyes, hazel a mixture of blue and green, just like mine. All his facial features were exactly like mine too. I looked at his arms and they had some muscle on them. I looked back at him then into his eyes. Before I could speak he spoke first.
“Alright, I know you’re searching for the answers in my eyes, so I might as well just tell you the whole story.” I must have blushed a huge shade of red cause he smiled and gave a little laugh.
“Was it that obvious?” “Yeah, kinda.” I smiled at him and scooted over and patted the seat next to me. He moved and sat light down next to me.
“Alright, I’m all ears.” He laughed again and then quickly got a serious look on his face.
“Well, let’s start with the easy, my names Sam, I’m 17 just like you, and live here in the woods in this cabin.” I looked at him and grinned he gave me a small smile and continued.
“I ran away because I was too much to handle, we were only eight. Anyway, the reason was because…” he trailed off and looked away and rushed onto the rest.
“Because, I was so destructive, and kept hurting people around me.” He got up and shot to the door, he put his forehead against it and his hands folded over his head like he was being searched. I got up and walked slowly over to him.
“Hey, you were three, you couldn’t of been that destructive,” I whispered softly. I put my hand on his upper back and rubbed it.
“That’s where you’re wrong, I was, no matter how hard I tried I ended up hurting someone, my friends and my family and mostly you.” He looked at me and I saw he was on the verge of crying. I took him in my arms.
“Every things okay now, we found each other, it’s okay.” I kept saying it and he held me firm against him like I was going to run away or someone was going to take me away from him.
“I…I had to get away, but I didn’t want to leave you, I wanted to make sure you would be safe. As I got older it only got worse, I don’t know what it was, temper, or what, not even the therapist could figure it out. What made me run away was when we were eight, we were playing outside and we were at the park, you know that tree that that you used to climb every time mom and dad took us there?” I nodded my head and he went on.
“Well, mom and dad were at the picnic tables talking and you talked me into climbing the tree with you. We got as high as we could go and just sat there. We sat there talking then it happened, like a spasm I pushed you off your branch.” The tears had spilled over and running down his cheek.
“I knew after I done it you would be gone, that I killed you. It happened so fast you fell and I heard you scream, you hit your head hard on one of the branches and fell the rest of the way down to the ground. I couldn’t move, I…I watched mom and dad run over to you screaming for an ambulance, they didn’t even noticed I was still in the tree. I stayed there ‘til they took you away and then I got down and ran. I ran all the way home then I ran in the woods, I kept running ‘til I found this abandon cabin. Ever since that I lived here, isolating myself from everyone and everything I could hurt.” We were still hugging, when he pulled away from me and held me arm length.
“After that and I got my head straight, I promised myself that I would do nothing, but look out for you, and that’s what I’ve done. I couldn’t stand to have that last image of you, all bloody, bruised and unconscious…” I looked at him but he was looking away. I reached out and turned his face so he was looking at me.
“You had a problem, you took care of it, and it’s over and done with, you’re better now, so you can come back with me, come home…where you belong.” He looked at me but didn’t smile. We stared at each other for a long time until he spoke. He started to shake his head back and forth.
“ I can’t go back. Not now, and perhaps not ever. If I were to go back, I fear that the old me would break loose. That’s something I don’t want to risk. I refuse to run the risk of putting you in harm’s way.”
PART 8-Home
My tears started to roll down my face instantly; I didn’t want to lose my brother again. Not when we just found each other.
“Sam, listen to me, mom and dad will accept you and I know the old you will not return, as long as you control your will not to hurt anyone.”
“That’s just it, I don’t know if I can. I’ve haven’t been in contact with people for 9 years. I don’t know if I can control my actions or not…” he trailed off, on the verge of crying again. I took hold of his hand in mine.
“Sam, I believe in you, you wouldn’t hurt mom, dad, me or anyone unless you were protecting us from anyone else that might hurt us.”
“You…you believe in me?” He looked confused, but had hope in his eyes. I knew I was getting through to him. I just had to keep say the right things to get him to come home with me.
“Yes, I believe in you. I don’t want to lose you nor do I want you living out here by yourself where you could get hurt.” I knew the last part wasn’t necessary but I added it anyway.
“Sarah, I was out here for nine years, I’m haven’t got a scratch on me.” He laughed and I smiled too. “You should know I can take care of myself, we’re 17, plus I’m male so I’m stronger, I think I can last a little long out here.” “No. You. Are. Coming. Home. With. Me!” I separated the words so maybe I could get all the way through to him. “Hey, just cause you are a guy doesn’t mean you are better than women.” I said still smiling. I let go of his hand and I raised my arms to show off my muscles
“See, you’re not the only one with muscle around here.” This time I laughed.
“Whoa there I’m gonna have to put you under arrest for carrying those guns around.”
“As I may remind you Sir, the second amendment does state that we as citizens of America are legally allowed to bear arms.”
“Smarty pants, since when did you start paying attention in history class.” He said it more as a statement than a question.
“Since it started to get interesting.” I put my arms down and took a step towards my brother.
“Please, come back with me, mom and dad are probably freaking since you left that blade behind and my book bags laying in front of the woods.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right, you better get go…” I cut him off.
“Oh no, don’t think I’m leaving here without you.”
“I can’t go back.”
“Yes you can. Please I trust you and believe in you, you’ll do the right things, you’ll make the right choices, you’re truly good at the heart.” My voice broke and he gathered me in his arms.
“Sarah, you really do believe in me don’t you?”
“Yes and that’s why I want you to come back with me so you can prove to yourself that you’ve truly changed.” He let go of me and looked in my eyes. Then looked away thinking hard about what I wanted him to do.
“Okay, I’ll go back with you.” My eyes got big and I started to jump up and down like an excited like kid getting ready to have ice cream.
“OH MY GOSH, you mean it, you’ll come!”
“On one condition.”
“Anything!”
“If I start to get out of hand again, tell me or if I start to notice, I’m leaving and coming back here, got it.”
“Yes, but that won’t happen.”
“You’re really determined about me aren’t you?”
“I’m not determined, I know.” With that he put his arm around my shoulders and we left the cabin.
It took us about thirty minutes to get to our house. When we got there I picked up my bag, and Sam picked up his blade and we went to the front pouch.
“Are you ready?” I said it more to myself then to him but he answered anyway. He took and deep breath then said,
“Yeah, I’m ready.” I turned the door knob and pushed it open, with his arm still around my shoulders we stepped into the house where we once grew up together.
My life is like a tree, it grows and sits there until the day it dies or until it gets chopped down by some idiot who doesn’t want the tree there anymore. Yep that’s defiantly my life…growing and doing normal, everyday stuff. But I guess you can say that my life is a bit more exciting than a trees’ life cause day and night twenty-four-seven-three-hundred and sixty-five days a year all it’s doing is sitting there and I’m at least moving around doing things, but you get what I’m trying to say…my life is BORING!
I’m Sarah Klocker, I’m a 17 year old individual that grew up an only child in Salt lake city, Utah. And like I said before…my life ain’t too exciting. I mean, I never go to friends houses, friends, (once in a blue moon) come over here, I don’t go to parties, (mainly cause I’m not invited to any) I don’t go anywhere exciting, and if we do go anywhere it’s to my grandparents house in Maryland. I don’t have a MySpace or Face Book account, (cause my mom thinks it’s “unsafe”) I do have an e-mail but not many of my friends use/have an e-mail account, and the only reason I can check my e-mail is because I just recently received a lab top, so I can do anything I want on the internet without someone breathing down my neck. I’m really not allowed to go anywhere with friends cause of (mainly my mom) won’t allow it happen cause she wants to be able to “trust that I do the right thing.” What I do, do with my time: check my e-mail, go to school, read books, write songs/poems, listen to my music and if there’s something really good on, on the weekend watch T.V. So yeah, that’s what I do mainly with my life.
Monday morning came finally around, ( the weekends are extremely boring, since we go nowhere but Wal-mart, and that’s getting to be a bit boring.) Any way I got up shut off the annoyance they call an alarm and got dressed. I went into my parents’ room and made their coffee and took out the 3 small dogs. I waited for a while then let the dogs in and went back to my room to check my e-mail…I had 1 new message:
Hey Sarah, just wanted 2 say hey and c if u were up yet e-mail back if ya get the chance.
Hey Trevor, yeah I’m up (barely) thanks for lookin’ out 4 me…c u at skool…
I clicked sent and signed out. When Yahoo came up I exited out and opened up Microsoft word and began to write stuff that was on my mind…when I looked at the clock I went down stairs to wake my sister up so she could get her kids ready for school. When I got back up stairs I continued to write ‘til it was time for me to go.
By the time it was 7:00a.m. I had written 3 poems and 1 song. I gathered my things and went to say good-bye to my mom and dad. I got my lunch and walked down to my bus, popped in my ear buds and turned my music as loud as it would go.
Normally my bus comes around 7:10a.m. so when I saw the flashing of yellow lights up ahead I turned the volume down and watched the bus roll to a stop in front of me. The doors swung open and I got on. Sitting in my regular seat in the very back I scooted towards the window and looked out of it. When we got to school it was about 7:17 so I turned off my Mp3 player, put it on hold and stuck it in my pocket. We got off and I walked my normal route to my English class. By the time I was in view of the class one of my friends were already there waiting for me.
“Hey Jacob, how are you?” “Better than nothing.” We hugged and I set my stuff in the class room and went back out in the hall. “So how was your weekend?” “Good I wrote some more songs so I have over 50 songs now.” “Really, so do I!” “You write songs too?” “Yeah, ever since Jared wrote me that song it inspired me to write.” “That’s cool.” We stood there for a moment then I saw my boyfriend Jared walking down the hall. I ran up to him and strangled him in a hug. “Hey, how are you?!” “I’ll be better if I wasn’t being choked.” We laughed and I let go, he put his arm around my waist. “Hey man, how ya been?” Jared asked making a fist and put it against Jacobs. “Not much you?” “Really nothing, just been on my computer fiddling around.” “Jacob you got to get to class, you’re goin’ to be late.” I interrupted. “Okay I’ll see you too later.” He gave us both a hug and went down the hall to his class. Jared and I went to our own and sat in our seats. The announcements came on and we said the pledge. When we sat for the moment of silence Jared took my hand in his. When the silence was over Mrs. Williams went around handing out our vocab. list for the next part we were reading in our play.
“Who didn’t get a vocabulary sheet?” she asked, a couple kids raised their hand then we filled it out together. When we were done we assigned parts for A raisin in the sun began to read.
When we were done reading the act 2 scene 1 we answered the questioned and watched the part we just read. By the time we did all that the bell rang for second block.
‘This was going to be my day,’ I thought to myself as I walked side by side with Jared. ‘Just as boring as my life.’
PART 2-Stranger in the woods
I was seriously right about my day…it was boring…so boring that I actually fell asleep in third block! Well at least the week was over…wait…grrrrrrrrr…the weekend is here, no that so totally sucks! That means I have to go two more miserably days without my friends and boyfriend!
Yeah, I have my moments at times…that was just me in my own little realization world. The week flew by fast, MAN it was just like yesterday that I was coming back to school from spring break…I think…sorry babbling on about non-sense. Anyway when I got home I said hi to my parents and went up the stairs to my room…got on the computer well kinda, I really just turned it on. I watched a little television then went back to my computer to check my e-mail. I had one new message but it was from one of my Shelfari friends…I read it through replied and went back to watching t.v.
I guess I can kinda be happy, I mean I’m actually going somewhere Saturday. It’s actually a b-day party but it’s for a ten year old…she’s like my little sister and if the weather’s nice I can go, that is…if my mom lets me go…
I got bored with the t.v. (just like with everything else) and checked my e-mail (again), it was from my friend Luke. That e-mail just made me even more depressed with my life…he gets to go to the movies…but I will admit I did go twice…once with my best friend to see the third harry potter, and I saved up like thirty bucks to go see the fifth one for me and my parents to go…(yes I know I’m a dork, and to prove it even more I read all the books and even own them all.)
“Sarah!” my dad called me interrupting my thoughts…I minimized the screen and went to go see what he wanted… “Sarah, I want you to pick up the front and back yard, then I want you to mow the front yard, I’ll mow the back.” “Okay, let me get my Mp3 player.” I took the stairs two at a time grabbed my ear buds and music device and went back down stairs and out the door.
Linkin’ Park was blaring in my ear but it wasn’t really loud enough for me, anyway I picked up the front and back yard and as I bent down to pick up a large stick I saw a movement in the small woods by our house. “Hello?” In the back of my mind I knew that was stupid because for all I know, it could have been a serial killer. So my stupid self ignored the little voice inside my head and called out again… “Hello?” This time a bit louder…but nothing moved…it was probably just an animal of some sort…I continued to pick up and I saw it again, this time I actually saw a figure standing in the dark part where I couldn’t see…but I defiantly saw a human figure standing there. “Hey! Get outta here, you’re on private property!” I yelled but the figure didn’t move. Instead of getting my dad my stupid self (again) went towards the figure. “NO!” I stopped dead in my tracks. That voice…I knew that voice from somewhere, but I had no idea where I heard it from. It was a males’ voice but a little deep like an older teenager 17 or 18. I looked and the figure was still there. “Don’t come any closer.” “And why should I listen to you?” the figure was silent but it was like I hurt his feeling or something…no that was impossible, I didn’t even know the dude. I took another step and the figure dashed, he ran full speed away from me. I stopped and looked in the way he ran. Why was I so greatly affected by him and how in the world did I recognize his voice?! I shook off the feeling and went to get the lawn mower. I checked the gas and oil and started to mow…
That night I went to bed and then I saw the figure in the woods and heard his voice, I replayed the scene that day over and over again ‘til I couldn't keep my eyes open…I drifted off to sleep.
PART 3-The Dream
It was one of those days where the sun was blindingly bright. I was standing in a field full of wild flowers. I started walking but I wasn’t sure where I walked and walked ‘til I saw a door. I walked up to it and before I could put my hand on the handle the door opened. I stepped in and the field disappeared. I was in a room, more like a one room apartment. There was a small, little kitchen and in (I think the living room area) there was a couch and t.v. in front of it. There was a bed in the far corner. I walked over to it, and then I noticed it there was a person lying in the bed. The head was covered I reached my hand out and pulled back the cover…my face must of went pale white, I couldn’t scream I was too scared to…there lying in the bed was me…I was lying there blood covered my face and my eyes were as wide as an owls’. I staggered back and grasped the couch for support then I saw him, the figure in the woods, there was a gleam and in his hand held a small switch blade. He advanced forward towards me blade held high I covered my face and screamed.
I shoot straight up falling out of my bed and hitting the floor hard. Sweat covered my body and I felt tear stains on my face.
“Why?” I looked at the clock, 11:42p.m. I got up and I noticed I was shaking all over. I moved towards my bathroom and ran a cup full of water and gulped it down. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and looked at myself in the mirror. “Wow.” I walked out and went back to my room. I lied back down and tried to close my eyes but the image of the blade and the supposedly me kept my eyes wide open.
PART 4-Party
I didn’t sleep that who night since I woke up screaming. I was dead tired and I could fall out any minute but I forced myself to dress in my swim suit and shorts and tank top. I slipped on a pair of sandals and went down stairs. I grabbed a mini strawberry bagel and wolfed it down then I went back up stairs brushed my teeth, hair and grab Olivia’s gift and went to say good-bye to my parents.
“I’ll see you went I get back.” Hugging my mom and walking over to my dad I kissed his cheek and waved good-bye. I went outside and grabbed my bike and rode the short distance to the lake. By the time I got there not many people were there…I mean I could see why, the sky told it all… “I’m going to rain all over you!” but a little rain won’t hurt no one. I mean there’s a dock with a roof to cover us ‘til it stopped. Anyway I got off my bike and looked around and then… “Sarah! You came!” I was being attacked by my sister Olivia. Well she’s really not my sister but we are really close so I call her my best friend and my adopted sister. I hugged her back and smiled for the first time all day. “Hey there birthday girl.” We walked together to her table. There were two tables covered with food gifts and other party accessories. I sat my gift with the rest of the gifts and took off my tank top along with my sandals and followed her to the end of the dock where we were allowed to jump off. “Hey push me in so I don’t chicken out.” “I love it when you say I can do that!” she put her hands on my back and gave her strongest shove. I squealed and landed in the, what seemed like, icy cold water. I surfaced and smiled Olivia smiled back and jumped in the rest of the girls were in the water and we swam a little bit then her mom called us in to have cake and ice cream. We all got out and rapped ourselves in towels and crowded around the birthday girl to sing “Happy Birthday.” When we were down her mom cut the cake and scooped everyone a bit of ice cream. We sat down enjoying the food, smiling, laughing and talking. I looked over to the woods and I froze. The dark figure from the woods at my house was there, just standing there. I looked at his hands, nothing there that gleamed. I got up and excused myself. I ran towards the woods. When I knew I was out of ear shot of the party I began to whisper to the figure…
“Why are you following me?” “I’ve always been following you, ever since I could drive my own car.” “That doesn’t answer my…wait since you were sixteen you’ve been following me…?” I said a little confused. “Yes, and I have good reason too, that I can’t tell you at this moment in time.” “What, you’re like so confusing me.” “Good, that’s the way it should stay ‘til you’re ready.” And with that he ran off at full speed again. “Wait, ready for what?” but he was gone. I walked back to the party in a daze. Did I really just experience that conversation with him, the dark figure? I sat down and every girl that was sitting by me was staring at me. “Hey, I just had to use the bathroom.” I smiled and every started to crack up. We started back up with the laughing and giggling. When everyone was down it was time for her to open her gifts. She opened every one with a surprised look and I swear she said she loved everything she got.
Parents started to arrive and I was the last to leave. I hugged Olivia and whispered in her ear, “You’re my little sister now so if ya need me just call,” And I handed her the hand-made card with my phone number in it. I gave her one last hug and gave her one last smile and turned to leave.
When I got back home it was around 5p.m. I got out of my wet cloths and changed into jeans and a black shirt. I got on my computer and checked my e-mail. I had 3 new messages.
Hey Sarah where R U? e-mail me back will ya. Trevor.
Hi there, just wanted to see what you were up to…
And the third was from my Shelfari friend. I e-mailed them all quickly back and shut off my computer. I flung myself onto my bed and closed my eyes. The conversation with the dark figure replayed in my mind and I fell into a dreamless sleep.
PART 5-The Poem
I opened my eyes lazily and looked at the digital clock on my desk. 7:01a.m. Great Sunday was here, which meant Laundry day was also here. I got up and started to gather my cloths before anyone else could get to the washer. I headed down stairs and I stuffed my cloths in. When I got done I went up stairs and checked my e-mail. Zero messages. Good I don’t feel like typing a reply to nothing. I couldn’t stand the growling in my stomach any longer, I went downstairs and grabbed me a bowl of honey nut cheerios and a mini strawberry bagel. I sat at the counter and began to eat.
Thinking of nothing in particular I finished my cereal and went up stairs eating my bagel. I was way too tired to keep my eyes open to I finished up my bagel and went back to bed.
I rarely have a dream and if I do, it’s just random things that mean nothing, like the dream I just had I couldn’t even open my eyes in the dream, but when I woke up I opened my eyes. Weird huh…anyway I got up again to someone calling my name; I ignored them and just lied there. I seriously wish today would end so I could go back to school. I got up and went over to my computer, checked my e-mail (again.) Zero messages. Huh, that’s strange, Trevor always e-mails me around this time…oh well, guess he went somewhere or something. I signed out and just sat there. What was I going to do to pass time…I went over to my book bag and got out my red note book and the pencil I stole from my boyfriends back pack last semester. I went over to my bed lied on my stomach and began to write.
Well I’m not sure how long I was there writing but I had a pretty decent song going on and a few fairly well written poems. I re-read them and froze. Here’s one of the poems I had just written:
Night fell over the earth,
Like a blanket.
The starts were bright in the sky,
Like there were winking at you.
The moon…oh that beautiful moon,
Hanging so high in the sky.
But the silence over comes me,
And I hear a creeping in the woods.
The sound…so familiar…
It draws my body to it.
Looking in the dark mysterious woods,
I see the figure of a dark male.
Tall and held in his hand was a blade,
Oh how it gleamed in the moonlight.
Held high in the night,
I sense danger.
But I don’t want to run away,
I want to see his face.
I want to hear his so familiar voice again,
Then before I know it,
His blade is in my chest.
The blood flows from my heart,
Onto the earths’ floor.
I crumble to my knees,
And in the moonlight I see the face of an angel.
I stared horrified at what I had just written, was it an omen, was what I just wrote a warning of the dark figure I have been talking to. I don’t know but I made up my mind, no one was going to find out about the dark figure and no was going to see this poem I had written.
I folded it up and locked it away in a box I no longer had a use for ‘til now. I couldn’t get the words out of my head, running through my brain, they were there and they were stuck. But the funny part of this is, well not funny but strange, I didn’t even image the dark figures face, so how did I know if it was a face of an angels? I don’t know but all this is so totally freaking me out.
PART 6-Kidnapped
My alarm went off and I just lied there ‘til I couldn’t stand the racket anymore. I got up and shut it off. I went down stairs and got my cloths out of the dryer and went back up the steps to my room. Half asleep I found a pair of my favorite blue jeans and a black shirt. I heard a knock at the door as I was brushing my hair.
“Yeah!” “Hey, don’t forget to fix your moms’ coffee and take out the dogs.” I opened the door to answer him. “Okay, have a nice day.” I kissed my dads’ cheek and gave him a hug. “You too.” He hugged me back and went downstairs and out the door. I finished brushing my hair and went to my parents’ room; I opened the door and went in. My mom was at the computer. I walked over and gave her a hug. “Morning mom.” “Morning sweetheart.” I made her coffee then called the dogs to go out.
By the time I was done with all that it was 6a.m. I went downstairs and looked in the freezer; I got out the French toast sticks (cinnamon) and picked out five. I put the rest away and put mine in the microwave for a minute. I got myself some orange juice and sat at the counter.
I was extremely hunger, so I wolfed down my breakfast and drank my juice in one gulp. I went back up stairs and turned on my computer, typed in my password and waited for it to boot up.
I waited a little long then it was ready for me to use. I clicked on the internet button and went to my e-mail. Zero messages. It’s too early to be on the computer sending e-mails anyway. So I exited out and went to AnimeCrazy.net and watched the second episode of Eureka 7.
I was half way through the episode when I looked at my digital clock, 6:40. Holy crap I was supposed to wake Terri up ten minutes ago! I paused what I was watching and half ran down the steps.
“Terri, are you awake?” I walked in a shook her a little. “I’ve been awake.” Sounding so not convincing, her voice was barely above a whisper and her eyes were closed. I shrugged my shoulders and walked out. I went back up stairs and watched the rest of my episode.
It only had about ten to fifteen minutes left so when it was done I looked at the clock, again, (I always have to know what time it is) anyway, it was 6:44. Man! I didn’t have enough time to watch another episode, so I turned off my computer and went to finish getting ready.
7 came around and I grabbed my Victoria’s Secret jacket and went in my parents’ room again to say good-bye. I kissed her cheek and walked out. I popped in my ear buds, zipped up my jacket, put on my hood, grabbed my back pack, and went down the steps.
As I was heading out the door I couldn’t help but feel this nagging feeling that I should check to see if Terri woke up or not. I sighed and took out my ear buds and went to check. Sure enough she was still lying there sleeping.
“Terri, I thought you were awake, it’s 7 o’clock now.” I said as I shook her awake. She got up instantly and started to get her boys up. I left the room and went down to my bus stop.
As I was going I popped back in my ear buds and turned the volume up as loud as they would go. (Which is pretty dang loud, with these ear buds at least.) It normally takes my bus ten minutes to get to my stop, but she was running late so she didn’t get her until 7:16, and we arrived at school just when the busses were letting out.
I got off and waited for my friend, Aj. She got off and was (like her crazy self) all hyped up. she still had her Ipod on and was listening to “Just dance.” I walked into the school said by to Aj and walked off to my class.
“Hey Sarah.” I looked up to see my fourth grade buddy. “Hey Logan, how are you?” “Fine.” “Hey, you didn’t e-mail me back on what movie you were seeing!” “Oh, sorry, we went to see X-Men, it was the best movie I ever saw.” “Wow.” “Hey, did ya eat any popcorn for me?” “No, we weren’t allowed to get anything since we already had loads of candy with us.” “Oh, even better.” “Well, see ya later.” “Bye Logan.” I walked the rest of the way to my class and walked in.
“Hey Mrs. Williams, I totally forgot to give you my papers for A raison in the sun can I please give them to you know?” “Yes, baby you can.” “Thanks, you’re the greatest!”
I dug out my all my papers and stapled them together.
“Here ya go.” “Go ahead and put them in the bin, otherwise I’ll just lose them, and look what I got.” She pointed at a black book sitting on her desk.
“Oh my gosh, you got it!” she smiled as I picked up the book and looked through it. I went around her desk and gave her a hug. I went to my desk and put it on top. I was about to sit down when I noticed Jacob standing at the door.
“Hey, I knew you were waiting for my!” I smiled and gave him a hug. “So did you have a nice weekend?” “Yeah, pretty much, I just wrote songs.” “That’s cool, have you seen Kyle?” “No, I haven’t seen him yet but Jared might now.” Just as we said his name I saw Jared walking down the hall. I ran up to him and he picked me up and spun me around. “Hey!” I said so filled with a sudden burst of energy. Is Kyle here?” “Yeah.” “That’s good.” Our little group hugged and then the bell was just about to ring. “You better go before you’re late.” I said to Jacob. We hugged one last time and he jogged down the hall to his class. Jared and I went into our class and took our seats. Just as we sat down the announcements came on and we all had to stand up again. We all said the pledge and sat for the moment of silence.
“Alright, everyone clear off your desk and get ready for your assessment. We did as we were told and she handed out the test.
It took about an hour at the most for everyone to finish and then we did about 25 minutes of independent reading and wrote down out reflection. (Summaries our reading) Once that was all done we watched the part of the A raison in the sun movie.
Once the bell rang everyone was already up and out. Jared and I joined Jacob and we all walked to our second block class. Jacob went his way and we went down stairs to the gym. Once we got there we kissed and then changed up.
Gym was fun we picked team and played volley ball. Third block came around and we took an all-period test that’s gonna drag on to tomorrow. Fourth block was a little better I had Kyle in that class but we didn’t sit together like we normally do. Anyway I did my typing for the day and the rest of the block watched Kyle play “Cubefield.”
The bell finally rang and I walked briskly to meet up with Jared. I found him and we laced our arms around each other, and got into a which-game-is-cooler disagreement. But the whole time we were laughing, so yeah being with him is fun. We got to my bus and waiting there was Trevor and Jacob. We all were talking then Jared grabs my side and I fall to the ground, and guess who I took with me…Jared caught himself before he could land on top of me and, he pulled me up. Laughing so hard it hurt my side I punched Jared in the arm.
“Hey it’s not my fault you’re so ticklish.” He grinned at me and I was now catching my breath. The parking lot was rapidly clearing and everyone got on their bus. Jared and I kissed but I didn’t want him to go but the lot was now empty except for the teachers. We kissed one last time and we ran to get on the bus. I got on mine and sat across from Trevor.
The whole bus ride home we were laughing and talking. Trevor is a very funny guy that, once ya get to know him, he can really make ya laugh. Anyway the bus got to my stop. “Bye Trevor.” I walked down the aisle and before I got to the steps I heard him say, “Don’t fall down the steps!” “Shut up Trevor!” I said as I got off the bus. I turned around and waved one last good-bye and then checked the mail box. Nothing. Walking up the semi-steep drive way, I took my Mp3 out of my pocket and put it in my back pack. I got to the top of the hill and stopped. I heard an all too familiar rustling in the nearby woods. I went to get closer to the woods when I saw the dark figure. He seemed closer than last time but that’s not what caught my attention, what did was the gleaming in his hand. I started to step away when his voice made me freeze in my tracks.
“No, don’t run, I need to talk to you.” “Not with that blade in your hand you’re not.” I sounded more confident than I felt which was a good thing cause there was no way in hell he would find out I had a dream with that gleaming blade in his hand, and the fact that I was terrified that the dream would become real.
“Come closer, I don’t want anyone to over hear this.” “Put the blade down first.” “Fine.” And he tossed the blade into the grass that landed at my feet. I looked down to see the exact switch blade he had in my dream. I reluctantly came closer, but something inside me was screaming to turn around a run into the safety of my house. I got to the edge of the woods and waited. He stepped forward and his hands found my forearms and he pulled me into the darkness of the woods.
Before I could scream my mouth was being covered by his huge hand and my back pack had fallen to the ground. I kicked and made an attempt to scream. But that didn’t stop him he was way to strong and he held me like a rag doll, and now I was being kid napped by the dark figure I should have been avoiding.
PART 7-Long Lost Secret Revealed
Tears were now falling from my eyes as he dragged me away from my house. I must have been too wrapped up in my own thoughts that I didn’t realize he was talking to me.
“Hey, it’s okay, everything will be okay.” He kept saying over and over again. Deep inside I wanted to believe him, but my body rejected the deep feeling. I couldn’t help but to feel that a bigger feeling going on inside…I was going to get hurt.
I blinked away my blurred vision and noticed a small cabin up ahead. When we got there he was digging in his pocket for something. He pulled out a small silver key and shoved it in the lock. When he opened the door, to my surprise, was a cozy little house, like he’s been living here for awhile. He shut the door and also to my surprise put me down. As soon as he let go I fell to the floor. “Sarah!” he knelt down and picked me back up, he cradled my like a small child that just been injured and sat me on the sofa. I closed my eyes and instantly fell asleep.
I opened my eyes and blinked away the sleepiness I felt in my eyes. When my vision was cleared I sat up and looked around. Yep I’ve been kidnapped and I’m in the dark figures cabin lying on the sofa with a quilt covering my body. I heard a noise coming from what looked like the kitchen and then he emerged from the room holding a tray, on the tray was a small cup of orange juice, a plate with what looked like a turkey and cheese sandwich.
He sat on the little coffee table in front of the sofa and handed me the tray. I sat up not taking my eyes off him and accepted the tray. I gulped down the OJ and took a bit out of the sandwich.
“Oh my gosh, how did you know I like mustard and mayo on my turkey and cheese sandwiches!” I looked down at the sandwich and opened it up, my eyes got huge, “You even got the mustard with the cheese and the mayo with the turkey!” I looked up at him with a huge grin on my face. I took another bit of the sandwich and sat it back on the plate. I chewed my food and swallowed then I looked back at him. I mean really looked at him and then it hit me like a smack in the face…he was a guy version of me!
“Omigod, you look just like me!” he nodded then finally spoke, “I was wondering when you would see the resemblance…we have a lot to talk about.” Tons of questions were going through my mind, but the first thing that popped out of my mouth was, “How could it be possible that we looked exactly alike, it’s just impossible unless we were twins or something…” I caught the look on his face when I said twin. “No, that’s…that’s impossible, how could you be my twin brother?!” he looked at the door, like he was expecting someone to bust in, then looked back at me.
“It’s true, I’m your twin brother.” I slid the tray from my lap to the end of the sofa and removed the quilt. I swung my legs over the edge and flung my arms around my long lost twin brother.
At first he was surprised and tensed up, and then he relaxed and returned the hug. I let go and looked into his eyes, hazel a mixture of blue and green, just like mine. All his facial features were exactly like mine too. I looked at his arms and they had some muscle on them. I looked back at him then into his eyes. Before I could speak he spoke first.
“Alright, I know you’re searching for the answers in my eyes, so I might as well just tell you the whole story.” I must have blushed a huge shade of red cause he smiled and gave a little laugh.
“Was it that obvious?” “Yeah, kinda.” I smiled at him and scooted over and patted the seat next to me. He moved and sat light down next to me.
“Alright, I’m all ears.” He laughed again and then quickly got a serious look on his face.
“Well, let’s start with the easy, my names Sam, I’m 17 just like you, and live here in the woods in this cabin.” I looked at him and grinned he gave me a small smile and continued.
“I ran away because I was too much to handle, we were only eight. Anyway, the reason was because…” he trailed off and looked away and rushed onto the rest.
“Because, I was so destructive, and kept hurting people around me.” He got up and shot to the door, he put his forehead against it and his hands folded over his head like he was being searched. I got up and walked slowly over to him.
“Hey, you were three, you couldn’t of been that destructive,” I whispered softly. I put my hand on his upper back and rubbed it.
“That’s where you’re wrong, I was, no matter how hard I tried I ended up hurting someone, my friends and my family and mostly you.” He looked at me and I saw he was on the verge of crying. I took him in my arms.
“Every things okay now, we found each other, it’s okay.” I kept saying it and he held me firm against him like I was going to run away or someone was going to take me away from him.
“I…I had to get away, but I didn’t want to leave you, I wanted to make sure you would be safe. As I got older it only got worse, I don’t know what it was, temper, or what, not even the therapist could figure it out. What made me run away was when we were eight, we were playing outside and we were at the park, you know that tree that that you used to climb every time mom and dad took us there?” I nodded my head and he went on.
“Well, mom and dad were at the picnic tables talking and you talked me into climbing the tree with you. We got as high as we could go and just sat there. We sat there talking then it happened, like a spasm I pushed you off your branch.” The tears had spilled over and running down his cheek.
“I knew after I done it you would be gone, that I killed you. It happened so fast you fell and I heard you scream, you hit your head hard on one of the branches and fell the rest of the way down to the ground. I couldn’t move, I…I watched mom and dad run over to you screaming for an ambulance, they didn’t even noticed I was still in the tree. I stayed there ‘til they took you away and then I got down and ran. I ran all the way home then I ran in the woods, I kept running ‘til I found this abandon cabin. Ever since that I lived here, isolating myself from everyone and everything I could hurt.” We were still hugging, when he pulled away from me and held me arm length.
“After that and I got my head straight, I promised myself that I would do nothing, but look out for you, and that’s what I’ve done. I couldn’t stand to have that last image of you, all bloody, bruised and unconscious…” I looked at him but he was looking away. I reached out and turned his face so he was looking at me.
“You had a problem, you took care of it, and it’s over and done with, you’re better now, so you can come back with me, come home…where you belong.” He looked at me but didn’t smile. We stared at each other for a long time until he spoke. He started to shake his head back and forth.
“ I can’t go back. Not now, and perhaps not ever. If I were to go back, I fear that the old me would break loose. That’s something I don’t want to risk. I refuse to run the risk of putting you in harm’s way.”
PART 8-Home
My tears started to roll down my face instantly; I didn’t want to lose my brother again. Not when we just found each other.
“Sam, listen to me, mom and dad will accept you and I know the old you will not return, as long as you control your will not to hurt anyone.”
“That’s just it, I don’t know if I can. I’ve haven’t been in contact with people for 9 years. I don’t know if I can control my actions or not…” he trailed off, on the verge of crying again. I took hold of his hand in mine.
“Sam, I believe in you, you wouldn’t hurt mom, dad, me or anyone unless you were protecting us from anyone else that might hurt us.”
“You…you believe in me?” He looked confused, but had hope in his eyes. I knew I was getting through to him. I just had to keep say the right things to get him to come home with me.
“Yes, I believe in you. I don’t want to lose you nor do I want you living out here by yourself where you could get hurt.” I knew the last part wasn’t necessary but I added it anyway.
“Sarah, I was out here for nine years, I’m haven’t got a scratch on me.” He laughed and I smiled too. “You should know I can take care of myself, we’re 17, plus I’m male so I’m stronger, I think I can last a little long out here.” “No. You. Are. Coming. Home. With. Me!” I separated the words so maybe I could get all the way through to him. “Hey, just cause you are a guy doesn’t mean you are better than women.” I said still smiling. I let go of his hand and I raised my arms to show off my muscles
“See, you’re not the only one with muscle around here.” This time I laughed.
“Whoa there I’m gonna have to put you under arrest for carrying those guns around.”
“As I may remind you Sir, the second amendment does state that we as citizens of America are legally allowed to bear arms.”
“Smarty pants, since when did you start paying attention in history class.” He said it more as a statement than a question.
“Since it started to get interesting.” I put my arms down and took a step towards my brother.
“Please, come back with me, mom and dad are probably freaking since you left that blade behind and my book bags laying in front of the woods.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right, you better get go…” I cut him off.
“Oh no, don’t think I’m leaving here without you.”
“I can’t go back.”
“Yes you can. Please I trust you and believe in you, you’ll do the right things, you’ll make the right choices, you’re truly good at the heart.” My voice broke and he gathered me in his arms.
“Sarah, you really do believe in me don’t you?”
“Yes and that’s why I want you to come back with me so you can prove to yourself that you’ve truly changed.” He let go of me and looked in my eyes. Then looked away thinking hard about what I wanted him to do.
“Okay, I’ll go back with you.” My eyes got big and I started to jump up and down like an excited like kid getting ready to have ice cream.
“OH MY GOSH, you mean it, you’ll come!”
“On one condition.”
“Anything!”
“If I start to get out of hand again, tell me or if I start to notice, I’m leaving and coming back here, got it.”
“Yes, but that won’t happen.”
“You’re really determined about me aren’t you?”
“I’m not determined, I know.” With that he put his arm around my shoulders and we left the cabin.
It took us about thirty minutes to get to our house. When we got there I picked up my bag, and Sam picked up his blade and we went to the front pouch.
“Are you ready?” I said it more to myself then to him but he answered anyway. He took and deep breath then said,
“Yeah, I’m ready.” I turned the door knob and pushed it open, with his arm still around my shoulders we stepped into the house where we once grew up together.
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