"Go. To. Sleep"
Those words echo in your mind... You don't know why but a feeling of dread looms over you... "Snap out of it, [Your Name]" you whisper to yourself as you trudge through the muddy field, towards the farm that you and your family called home...
You didn't really like your family, only your little sibling... [he/she] was adorable! You would give your life in an instant to save them...
Now mum and dad had split up when you 8... A hard decision... But now you're 17 and a smart person... You don't trust people as easy, you learnt that the hard way...
You can suss out any problems within your household, and when out and about. You've had to mature pretty quickly... But it was hard... You almost didn't make it out the other side...
And you have the scars to prove it...
You hear that whisper in your mind again... You shove your [colour and length of hair] behind your ear furiously... And then massage your temples, man this has been going on for ages and now it was starting to push your limits...
You also have a nagging feeling someone's been watching you for a while now, a couple of weeks tops?
So when you hear the foot steps you turn to see who it was, before frowning... No one there... You look around then spot someone coming towards you.... Your heart is pounding for some reason, and a feeling of dread hangs in the air....
Even though all you can see is a white hooded man... The hoodie stained with splatters and in some areas a fine mist of crimson....
You have your doubts that the crimson stains are just the design when a glimmer of something in his hand catches your eye...
You turn away and begin to walk quickly, picking up the pace every so often... From a fast walk, to a jog, to a run, to a full blown sprint as you spot your home dead ahead.
'Omg he had a knife.... It had to be a knife I mean it could have been a gun but guns don't shine.... No no no!'
Are your thoughts, as you ram your hand into your bag, as you sprint towards the door... Rummaging for your keys.
Cool metal presses against your clammy hand, you yank the keys out of the bag and fumble as you slot them into the lock.
Before finally managing to open the door and fall in...
You land on the ground in a bit of a heap, before kicking the door shut hearing it automatically lock with content, before scrambling up the stairs to your room. Now your room was at the front of the house, which faced the field you had just ran across...
You run into your room and panic slinging your bag on the floor and dashing across the room to your open window...
'Wait... Open window?!' You feel horror rising in you, it clamps its ice cold hand around your heart.... You slowly turn around back to the window, as you carefully take in the surroundings of your room...
Finally.... You rest your eyes upon the figure lying on your bed... Then you feel time kick into life again, after having seemingly stopped in that impossible moment...
"..." He stays silent, though he finally sits up and throws his hood back revealing that face...
The leather-textured, bleached skin; burnt-black rimmed, unblinking eyes; and the most defining feature was his carved smiles.... Your eyes stare at his face for what seems like hours.... And then he speaks.
His voice hoarse and crackly, as if the inside of his throat burnt...
"Hello, [Your Name]... It's been a long time..."
[[Author Note: wow that's the first chapter finished ;3; thank goodness! I really did enjoy writing it and cannot wait to write more!!! Hope you all enjoyed this chapter!]]
