For Every Life There is a Story

The Great Blinding - Version 2 - Part 2

"Shhhh!" I whisper, putting my finger up to my lips.

"I know, I know." Said Noah rolling his eyes at me.

We were crouched behind a stack of furniture in his backyard, watching the street. There was a man casually strolling up the walkway to the front door. Neither of us recognized him because of the fully black outfit he was wearing. He blended in so well with the dark night sky, I had to strain my eyes to keep watch on him. The only light was the glow from the moon, illuminating the neighborhood. At this point I knew something was up. If he was wearing all black at 10:00 at night, that obviously meant he was expecting to have to hide in the shadows. Almost like he could see. Almost like he knew we could see.

Noah had told me that he saw this guy walk past his house in the daytime, so he called to have me come check it out with him. That's how we ended up camouflaging the best we could in his yard.

Neither one of us dared to speak and risk giving away our position. I could tell Noah was having the time of his life. He told me he had always wanted to be a spy or secret agent, and now he had a chance to test himself.

I was brought back from my thoughts as suddenly, the stranger knocked on Noah's front door. When he didn't hear an answer, he invited himself in. Noah and I shared a look of confusion and shock.

"Ok, what was that? Why is he in my house?" Noah asked. He was no longer enjoying himself, but beginning to get anxious.

"To be honest, I don't know." I replied. "But I think we'd better get out of here. You can stay at my house tonight."

"Thank you." He said, clearly feeling more relaxed.

We slowly got up from our spot behind the furniture. As soon as we did, the intruder came back out through the door. I stood still, hoping he wouldn't notice me in the dark. Noah, however, didn't realize who had just appeared and kept on walking.

"You!" The man said, starting to come towards us.

"Run!" I yelled to Noah. "Come on!"

We ran all the way down the street, sticking as close as we could to the edge of the woods. We made it all the way to my house where we had to stop to take a break. We couldn't go any further. Not like this. We just ran almost a mile as fast as we could go, didn't have any water, and hardly had any time to rest.

"We should hide." I suggested in between breaths. "I don't think I can run anymore."

"Good idea." He responded, panting. "If we... can sneak inside... your house, we can hide in there. He won't want to look... in a stranger's house. Except he did check mine... which was weird."

"Yeah, that was very creepy of him." I said. At the same moment, a figure arose from lurking in the shadows. And we gave up. We had no time to hide, and we couldn't feel our legs enough to run, so we pretended we were blind when this new stranger came up to us.

"Hello, Mr. Henderson." He said, seemingly aware that no one ever called Noah by his last name unless he was in trouble. (he had told me this in the treehouse one day) He backed down on the idea that we would pretend we were blind when he realized who this man was.

"Dad?" 

Written by Jellybean Queen

Be ready for part 3!