Chapter 5: In The WoodsA Chapter by Knoxxeh
There was nothing just complete darkness but I could feel myself looking into it like there was something there. There was something filling the darkness but it never shows and that's what frightens me the most. My eyes start to adjust as I open them to subtle moonlight on grave stones. I push myself up to a sitting position as my back covers the name of my mother. I look around the cemetery, how long I had been out was a question I could not answer It was light when my eye's closed though so it had to be a good couple hours of sleep. I feel a crawling sensation on my hand as I look quick and I see a spider, I flick it into a grass patch beside me. I stand up and start walking looking back at my parents names while doing so, I feel like I'm being watched and the feeling unease me slightly. I shrug the feeling away and keep walking grave by grave. I read names that I once knew and talked to and never actually heard about there death till now.
The feeling again, what could be watching me? who would be out at this time of night other than me? I look around, my breath still in the night, complete silence. Then a twig snapping, not from my foot by from the distance I have yet to move. Even though I know I am being watched moving is still a problem I am frozen in fear. Silence again and now I think maybe I imagine it just to feed the fear the runs through me. I listen carefully as I hear footsteps again, from what direction they are coming from I don't know. My mind hears the noise and the direction gets messed up making me more and more afraid. I run away this time the ability has come back to me and take not a second to waste it. I look back and nothing, my breath is heavy in the cold air as I have maybe ran for ten minutes. When I stop and look at my surrounding I have made it to the woods, right next to the cemetery I can see it still if I look back. I walk more leafs breaking under my feet, the sound echos louder than usual it seems. I branch raps around my foot some how and I trip stumbling trying to find something to catch myself. I see the lower part of someones body as I run into them with full force knocking them over. I look up about to say sorry but the question why came into my head. I see Rose as I look and get up quick without saying sorry, "Why are you out here?" I say before thinking to hard about it. "Wait, were you the one in the cemetery?" She shakes her head but has yet to speak. "Why didn't you just say Hey it's me Rose, rather then scare me half to death." She shrugs but for some reason still doesn't speak. "I-I saw something." She says not making eye contact, I look at her and her skin is pale white. "Like what Rose? What did you see?" I say staring at her waiting for an answer as she plays with her hair and tries to stale. "Nothing..." I look at her I know shes lying and she knows I know. "A ghost I g-guess." "There is no such thing as ghost Rose." I put my hand on her shoulder trying to comfort her but she pulls away quickly. "Don't tell me that, not after what I saw." She looks around like she hears something. "They blame everyone, they haunt everyone." She says in a whisper like shes trying to keep it a secret. "There is no such thing as gho..." A slap in the face as I try and feel my cheek again the stinging feeling is unpleasant. "Your not even listening." She yells into the darkness somehow past me like shes yelling at something else as well as me. "No." I yell back. "Your not listening to me, my grandmother will tell you the same thing she's still here I'm seeing her tomorrow you should come also." I walk passed her as she just looks at where I was standing before, and I keep walking father and father away. "Until then you leave me alone." I turn and walk away from her leaving her in the dark forest while she cried in fear. © 2012 KnoxxehReviews
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6 Reviews Added on February 24, 2012 Last Updated on February 24, 2012 AuthorKnoxxehFarmington, NYAboutHello my name is Wesley, i am a writer and i will always be a writer its my favorite thing to do because life can be boring at times but i can create a world where i can do anything be anybody that's .. more..Writing
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