I Just Want A Friend...

True Fear.

Hello, my name is (Unknown), and this is my story.

I immediately sprang out of bed as soon as I woke up from my slumber, grabbing my school uniform, comb and watch. After around about 5 minutes I had sorted out my clothes, shoes, hair, pretty much everything. Why was I so excited you may ask? Well, some of the other boys at school had asked me yesterday to hang out with them in a creepy forest nearby the school, their names were Michael, Jay, Norman, Simon and Miles. It was rumoured anyone who went in never came back out again, but no way that was true. That's just a silly phrase.. Nothing could possibly go wrong, right? ... Wrong.

The school day had dragged, but that didn't stop me from losing my energy. I rushed off to behind the school building to meet the boys, after all, that's where they wanted to meet me. I ended up waiting for about 10 minutes which lead me to end up sitting down, leaning against the nearby wall before I heard laughter, familiar laughter. The boys! I practically sprung up to my feet before they got to me so I could greet them properly. After all, I should give a good greeting to new friends, especially my first!

After a small conversation with them we wandered into the creepy forest, and I'm not going to lie, it was just like the stories said.. It was dead silent, misty, dark, all the creepy type stuff.. A cold breeze hit my back and it sent a shiver down my spine, I can't believe I actually agreed to this..

It took about 20-30 minutes until we finally reached our destination, an old abandoned cottage.. Why would someone want to live here? Anywho, the boys turned out to only invite me here for a challenge, if I did something then I'd be apart of their group, and I can't miss out on having actual friends for the first time ever, can I? They wanted me to go into the abandoned house and into the basement and investigate to see if I could find anything interesting, why? I don't know, you tell me. After all, it's not a big deal, it's not like I was gonna die.. Right?

After a few playful shoves from Michael I finally went in the house, bringing in a torch of course to help navigate my way around the house considering it was dark with no electricity whatsoever. After around about 5 minutes I finally found the basement, I had already walked through several cobwebs, almost slipped and was coated in dust leading me to cough every now and again. I cautiously walked down the basement stairs and began to look around.

I found a large bookshelf absolutely coated in dust and cobwebs, I was so excited to see what books I could find! A large smile was plastered on my face. That was the last emotion I'd ever show other than pure fear.

I immediately felt a sharp poke behind me, it pressed softly onto my skin at first and then it went away, I didn't think much about it.. Then it came back but more deeper, but before I could turn around something slammed through my waist. A knife. My eyes widened as I fell to my knees, coughing and spluttering as blood ran like a river from my mouth, mixed with the tears that flowed from my eyes. The knife was removed swiftly and then slammed back in but this time into my back, I let out a cry of agony as I continued to gag on my own blood until everything went dark..

Thank you so much for reading this short story!! But don't forget this will be continued very soon with even more lore! :))