The lonely graves.

Chapter 3: The Unwelcome.

"So how did he die?" I asked the sheriff, While we were standing on the driveway in front of the body. Turns out Johnathan was not a lazy bastard of a grounds keeper but instead He had died like a year ago, Judging By the looks of the corps. "Well... It looks like he fell off the stairs." he said while pointing at the stairs inside the house and if you look closely you can make out a small crack on the edge of it. "Cracked the head, fell unconscious and finally the loss of so much blood killed him" He licked his lips while gesturing at Jonathans forehead, a crack was clearly viseble.

"He didn't have any family or friends. we didnt even knew he was missing until now, If it wasn't for you guys we never would've found out and he'd just turn to dust and 'poof!' Gone to waste" The body was badly rotten but you could easily recognize him as Johnat... wait, did he just say 'waste'? I was about to ask but was interrupted by my uncle "How long is it going to take to clea.. (sigh) take care of the.. situation sherrif....?

"Oh sorry where are my manners. my name is Jack, Jack- Todler. And don't worry, I'll clean the place my self and the body will also be taken care of."

"Ok then." replied my uncle, "we'll just wait in the van." (after an hour) when the police left, me and uncle went back inside. It was clean, a little too clean. as if the body hadn't been there at all. "you won't mind if I hit the hay now, will you?" I asked half asleep. "Hey, you just read my mind but you know what, we'll have to get up early tomorrow. we gotta fix this damn house" He replied with a tight smile.

"Sure" I said while climbing the stairs to my room. my foot came upon the edge where Jonathan fell. I didn't feel anything when I stepped over it, should I have felt something? remorse? Hesitance? pity? well, I didn't. I just stepped over.

My room was on the second floor to the right. It was a king sized bed room "I can get used to this" I said to myself. It had a king sized bed and everything. I was way too tired to change my clothes or to take a shower, so I just jumped on the bed and just as my head touched the pillow, I fell asleep. I didn't feel like dreaming about anything so I just slept a dreamless sleep.

At 1 am I woke up because my throat was dry. I could figuratively feel sand in my mouth. I drank some water I had in my back pack. after that I laid on the bed for like 15 minutes but couldn't fall asleep. so I went to the window. It had a nice view over the forest. Well as a matter of fact that was the only thing in view.

I don't know why but I got this feeling that somone was wathing me. It was a feeling, only a feeling I guess. Confused I went back to my bed. It must be the new house. It was getting to my head. You know, Because of the death and everything. I didn't realise when I had fallen asleep but somehow I had dreamt my self in the front yard of my old house.

I went to my room, the room I came to cry in when I was first bullied in school. I looked at the furniture, the furniture I got for my twelfth birthday. The pictures on the wall, pictures of the family I'll never see. I looked at through my bedroom window to the house across the street. I had eyes for th girl who lived there. Oh how pretty Samantha was.

These memorios are my past and my past needs to be kept to the past. I'll make new ones. better ones. In order to move on in life I had to burn these memories. literally. I didn't want to be haunted by the memories of the past.

So I went to the kitchen and leaked a little gas and lit it on fire. The house started to burn and I was slowly making my way out of the house looking at everything one last time before it burnt to crisp. I didn't care for burns. Because even if I were chopped up in half, in real life I'd be perfectly ok in flesh and mind. As I was making my way out I caught a little fire on my right arm. I felt a small sting. hmm... That never happened before. I licked the small area where I caught fire.

I imagined my self on my new bed and started the countdown. 10. 9. 8. 7. 6. Suddenly I felt a familiar feeling. The feeling I had felt before sleeping. Someone was watching me. 5. I looked around. 4. where is it? 3. Then I saw them. Those dark black eyes hidden in the trees. 2. It was a girl. "Hey!!! wait......"

Just as I yelled those words I was back on my bed under thick blankets. I was sweating,confused and breathless. I felt pain in my right arm. It was like as if someone was stabbing me with a blunt knife. I lifted the covers and one look made me lose all my sleep. I was burnt.

Sorry for the delay but I was quite sick.

So what do you guys think of the new character? She's gonna play a crucial role in the story.