'The place in the woods'

'Meet me at the place, tonight at 8" James said as we walked out the school gates, it must be important i've known him all my life and he's only ever told me to meet him there once before, and that was to tell me that he was moving next door, he only was moving three doors down from were he previously lived but it was still exiting .he was going to live next door! after that we planned to do so many things like build a secret passage way that leads from my back garden to his, or have sleepovers in the back garden and make a base in the woodland area that my father owned behind our houses, that was were 'The place' was our own little sanctuary just for the two of us.

On the walk home all I could think about was what he wanted to say 'was he moving again?!' I thought to myself No! that can't be it, he wouldn't leave me not halway through the school term we've always been in the same school, the same classes and lived on the same road. he was my best friend and had been for as long as I could remember, by the time I had gotten home and finished my homework and ate dinner it was 7:45 so I grabed my big blue rucksack that james had given me the christmas before last so i could carry things to the tree house, he had a similar one but in green. I kept mine behind my door as i took it I checked what was in there from the last sleepover we had, i rushed downstairs picking up a few blankets and some food to eat whilst we were sat up there.

As I waited for James in the tree house I could hear the harsh wind blowing up against the wodden walls and the heavy rain splatting against the roof I was sat alone, with just the dim light of a candle to keep me company I hurd rustles coming from the bushes outside

"James, is that you?" I whispered "Yeah its me, chuck down the ladder

vi"

hello everyone thank you so much for having a read, as this is my first short story so please comment and vote and please don't hesitate to throw some corrections in and the next part will be soon :)

-Shannon