My Mate

Chapter 16

I chuck on a pair of jeans, slip on my to big t-shirt that has the number 84 on it, tie on my converses and just leave my hair as it is. Out in a big tangled mess.

Im not so bothered to look in the mirror cause i already know i look like a zombie. I sneak down the stairs, trying not to make a sound. 'Creeeeak'
Holding my breath, i wait to see if dad comes out.

But all i hear is snoring like usual. He sounds like a motorbike just getting started.
I roll my eyes and continue down the stairs. I know dad can sleep through any noise including thunder, trains, and anything else thats noisy.

I take a deep breath before stepping outside. Ive never left the house before especially at night. All is quiet besides the sudden hoot of an owl occasionally.

The moon is full and is smiling down upon me. It has a steel colour tinge and twinkles when it touches the earth. The woods next to our house are dark. The shadows reach out like their trying to grab you.

I walk slowly towards the woods. Im not afraid of the woods, I'm afraid of whats in it. I didn't bring a torch but somehow my eye sight is quite good, probably from eating all those carrots.

The moon hides in between the trees. Creating a ghostly like scene. A shiver runs up my spine causing me to spas. The trees over tower me and look down upon me. Giving me this feeling that somehow their watching my every move.

Stars dot the gaps between the trees. They shine down, providing me light. I can see much better now. I smile and whisper "Thank you" they twinkle at me like their smiling too.

The moon shines brighter than before and he grins even wider. I hope the angels are watching down upon me right now.

I cant believe I'm doing this. I must be totally crazy. I look back and just see silhouettes of the trees. Well theres no use going back now. Just follow the light and it may lead me somewhere.

I let my guard down as im tired. But it was a bad idea cause just somewhere behind me, i hear a twig snap. My first instinct is to run but im frozen in fear. I cant move because i can feel a warm breath on my neck.

I shut my eyes, trying to pretend its a dream. Then i hear it a voice "Jemma Jemma Jemma, thought you could find me hey?" A rough, low voice murmurs.