..that you were being watched? That my life pretty much. Your probibly thinking this story will lead to a haunted house, but no, its not. One topic only in 1 word: Slenderman. My story starts off at school. The bell rings, and the teacher don't give a crap where you go after the last bell to leave. That's what was my mistake. Me and my boyfriend, Chris, hugged goodbye, and he went on his bus. Me and my friend Dayla ride the same bus, but it's retarded, so it is such a long wait. " Why don't we just go to my house," she said. "There is a trail in the woods that leads to my backyard." I was an idiot. Something said no in my mind, but out came "Yes." Why I hate the woods number 1: Our school has a really really long woods until you get to civilization, and 2: The woods has prikly things, and I really don't want to get poision ivy before the Sadie Hawkin's dance with Chris. So we slowly walked behind the school, and went into the woods. At first, there was a trail, a short, small, dirty, not paved, covered with leaves trail. Whell, that trail lasted 3 or 4 steps. It was gone already. Since all the leaves fell off the trees, all the leaves fell on the trail. Me and Dayla moved some leaves around to see if we can seel the trail, but it was just dirt and rocks. We didn't go far from the school, you could still see it, since we were just in the mouth of the woods. Of corse, Dayla said "We should keep going, my house is just up the hill down the drop-off." I thought the "drop-off" was going to be the place where parents dropp off their kids, but she ment a big, steep, retarded hill.
5 minutes we been traveling in the woods. I looked back, and could not see the school. All I heard was the crackling of me and Dayla's feet crunching on the dead leaves. Our backpacks jingling on our backs, and our jackets buttoned on the windy, misty, October air. " Dayla, do you know where we are going?" I said inpatiently. " Yes, but if it makes you feel better I have my phone if you ever needed to call my mom to find us." She replyed back. " Try the swat team, " I replyed angerly," I think we are lost, let us sit down for a minute, maybe get a drink of water and eat something leftover in our lunch boxes, and call your mom." I said. I threw my backpack by a tall tree in the woods, then I sat on it like a pillow. " I'm an idiot for wearing a skirt today." Dayla said. I grabbed a skin of my leftover sandwich, and she got her phone out. " Low battery," she said," 33% is all we got, we have to let it last. And my mom won't come home from work until 7:00, so there is no use texting her." Dayla said. " What about your dad? Or grandma?" I said franticly. " Grandma died, and my dad is in the Bahamas, I can't call from long distance." So we sat ther from a good 4 minutes thinking. While we sat, it felt like the wind said, " ...Run...and..Hide..He...Comes..For...You..." It sounded like who or what said that was singing it in a soft little kid tune. The time was almost 3:00, so we had 4 more hours, and there are probibly bears, mountain lions, wolves, anything scary out here. The only thing I remember from scinece class was to hide up in a tree, or was it hug a tree? Something like that. But the trees were too high, and we had to keep moving to keep our bodies warm.
Snot running down our cold noses, we hiked longer and longer. "I-I-I t-think we are c-close to the d-d-drop-off-f-f." Dayla said. This weather was frezeing, this was more like winter weather. I estamated it was 4:50, 5:10, or somthing like that. But weird enough, it was getting dark-fast. We hardn't heard that tune the wind whispered, until that very moment. It was like a long, dark, crackling voice now. "..He...Is...Here...He...Found...You..He...Found...You..." The trees crackled, and the wind blew so hard! Suddentaly, I screamed. " What's wrong?" Dayla said.
Next Part coming out soon.. ;)
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