Chapter 2: Getting There

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I walked to the bathroom after finally rolling out of bed. I leaned over the sink and splashed water on my face as I came back up I thought I saw something in the mirror. I quickly dismissed it as Ashley walk up to the bathroom door and leaned up against the door frame. "Are you okay? You look kinda out of it.", Ashley said with a look of concern on her face. "Huh? O-oh y-yeah I'm fine. Um, you ready to go.", I said stuttering on my words a bit.

We walked down to my blue jeep and got in. We sat there for a minute and all the sudden I thought I heard someone dragging there nails down a wall. "Do you hear that?", I ask. "What? I don't hear anything.",she says with a worried look. She looked at me like I was crazy, and she couldn't have been more right. "That noise. You don't hear that?" "Nope, but it's almost eight so we need to hurry up and get to school before we are late to homeroom."

I stared the car and drove off. As we pulled in the parking lot the bells went off signaling we had five minutes till first period started. I had biology. Ashley had algebra. We both headed off in different directions. I walked down the almost empty hall to my locker to grab my books for class when I heard a voice. It was deep and gravely. It said "sing me a sweet song. I want to hear you sing me a sweet song...full of dephing screams!" I look up in shock. It was like I was frozen. My heart was beating out of my chest. I could hear it in my ears and feel it in my finger tips. The bell rung bringing me out of my fear paralysis. I rushed off to biology. I sat in the back of the class alone. I took out my note book and started to doodle. At the end of class I looked down at my note book before closing it to see what I had drew while in class. It was and old rundown house. With a white picket fence in front. The windows were black. There was blood stains on the porch and an old tree with no leaves in the front yard. There was a full moon in the back ground. It was the same house from my dream. I sat there just staring at it till I looked up and noticed That almost everyone had left and was on their way to the next class. I got my books for the next class and ran off. I went to the bathroom and sat in one of the stalls. I wanted to go home and lay in bed all day. I had no idea why I kept having this dream. It was always the same house, the same blood stains, always a full moon. That shone brightly in the night sky. "What is wrong with me?", I thought, and would soon find out.

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