꓄ꃅꍟ ꉓꃅꂦꌗꍟꈤ ꂦꈤꍟ // ρꫀꪻ ᦓꫀꪑꪖꪻꪖ᥅ꪗ;edited

Chapter 7 / Halloween and Death

   Drew, Jeff and I parked our bikes as we got up to the Pet Sematary. I walked in front of the other two, ignoring what they were talking about and I watched the area anxiously. We got to the opening of the Pet Sematary, when I started getting a feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was a bad feeling. Making me rethink my dream and the thoughts from the night previously. I shook my head of the thoughts, ignoring it and continued further into the territory of the deceased instead.

   The closer we got to the opening the more I pulled my jacket closer to my body. The feeling just getting worse and worse the further we went. Something's not right, where is everyone? Was it a joke after all? I looked around, trying to convince myself that maybe the others had just stood us up. That's when I heard Jeff yell out. I went to look back at him, my eyes catching sight of what he was so frightened by.

   My eyes widened in fright, as my heart dropped at the very sight. The nightmares and her voice echoing in my mind as I saw my mother, flying at me with all her vengeful angst. I froze, stumbling a step backwards at she continued to fly down in the air, too terrified to have noticed whatever piece of Earth that tripped me. I fell back harshly on the ground behind me as I shielded myself away from the vengeful woman.

"Aunna.. Mommy's back, darling. Just like she said she would be!" She laughed maniacally. I coward away from her and her wretched laughs, numbly curling up on the ground. The image of her frying on the metal bars on set suddenly flashing through my mind. Her screams.. The smell..

   I shuddered frightfully, paralyzed on the ground with fear. The once menacing and tormenting laughs of my mother slowly morphing into what sounded like a bunch of kids laughing. The same jeering laughs I've been hearing since moving here. My mind still clouded with the horrors I've encountered lately. I ignored the laughing, still stuck in my own nightmare. Jeff's yells started to fill my ears, slowly bringing me back to the real world.

   I peeked through my arms shakily, seeing Clyde and a bunch more kids walking out from the shadows. It was my fault she's dead,..and now they're just rubbing it in my face. I looked down at the ground, trying to push the tears away, faintly hearing her laughs echo in the back of my mind. I blame myself for her death, dad says I shouldn't, but I felt like I caused it. She died, after I basically told her too. I know it may not seem like a whole big deal, but it is. Yeah I told her to just disappear, but when it actually happens.. It feels like there's no one to blame but yourself. It feels like I actually killed her, and now I have to live with the guilt.

   I felt myself slip back into thoughts, unable to pull myself from them as I heard the talking faintly around me. She's not coming back, she's not coming back, she's not coming ba- Someone kneeled beside me, trying to snap me out of my broken state.

"Aunna? Aunna? Hey, are you alright?" I slowly pulled my hands away more from my face, seeing Drew kneeing down at my level to console me. Jeff and Clyde right behind him, staring down at me while everyone circled around us like fucking vultures. I nodded my head pitifully, other wise keeping my mouth shut. Not trusting my voice.
"Are you happy now?!" I heard Jeff start yelling. I glared elsewhere before pushing myself up from the ground.
"I don't know who was more scared, Jeff or his baby sister." One of them laughed, causing other's to laugh. My face shifted to a blank face, my eyes hollow of any emotion I once had as I made my way to the boy who made the comment. My head cocked as I got close to his face, mine remaining expressionless.
"How about I cut off you tongue and throw it at you. Let's see who's laughing then." I threatened, my voice dark and threatening. He backed up, holding his hands up in defense, while some of the others laughed again, this time at him.
"I'm leaving." I tell Drew and Jeff, going to walk past the two.