The woods (Chapter 2) by Fatima Choudary

Chapter 2

The sound of thunder wakes me up.
It was all a dream.
I sigh in relief and look out my widow to make sure it wasn't real.
My heart drops again.
My head feels heavy,
And my eyes widen. My legs can't hold my weight no longer.
I want to cry, I want to cry so hard.

Outside of my window was a dark figure.
It was holding my dead sister by the throat staring at me longingly at me.
I can't hold it back anymore.
A tear drops from my eye.
I know it's just a hallucination, but it makes me so fucking mad.
I've never been so afraid of them before.
I want to just out of the window and fucking fight it till it begs me for mercy.

I think it's so emotional because I saw the whole thing.
I saw here brutality murder right in-front of me.
No one else did.

I close my eyes tightly, praying it will go away.
Then in my head... I see her dead body.
I scream so loud, the deers in the forest begin to run in the opposite direction.
I cry and cry and cry.
Eventually, I fall asleep

5:35 am

I wake up, I feel like shit already.
I don't want to go school. I fucking hate everyone, and everything.
I wish I could just burn it, with everyone inside it. Well... everyone except for Kai and my friend. But Kai:
He's, really nice to me.
Unlike everyone else.
I tell myself everyday
"Everyone hates you"
And that's only because I know that for a fact.
I begin to get ready for school, I skip breakfast.
I was around :8:24 . Before school had started, when i knew it wasn't gonna be a great day.
A few minutes past, I couldn't hear a single thing my friends were shouting at me, that's when I knew. My own scenes were poisoned, and there was no debate I was going mad.
My limbs began to relax.
"Brianna?"
I hear a my friend say.
I look at her slowly, a red liquid sprays out of my mouth onto her uniform. Everything is in slow motion. I look into hear eyes, almost crying.
Her eyes are the colour of a blue orchard.
I fall to the ground, I feel the impact on my head.
My last thought were

"Am I going to die?..."
My head began to bleed, I did not know how much blood I had lost. I only know how much was left: none.