Things That Hide in the Shaddows

Chapter 1: The nightmares begin

I run as the footsteps behind me get closer, someone grabs me telling me i need to keep running and don't stop. I start running again and i hear someone shouting my name, Taylor Taylor Taylor. Then suddenly i wake up it's my foster parents, "Are you OK Taylor" Hazel said nervously. "Yeah i'm ok, why what happened ?" i mumbled still half asleep. "you started shouting" Mark replied."I am sorry to wake to Hazel and Mark" i apologised. "Its ok sweetie we think its just because you are just missing your parents, we know its hard for you to move on but you can call us mum and dad" she whispered to me. "I will just call you Hazel and Mark, can i go back to sleep? " i asked. "yes you can and remember we are now your permanent family we are here for you" Mark said.

I sat for two hours trying to get back to sleep but could not stop thinking about how my mum died, she was in a plane crash coming home from a work trip to Africa but i just think she wanted a break from Scotland. I could also not stop thinking about how my dad abused me for 3 years (after my mum was in the crash) before he took to many drugs and died when i was 11. When i finally got to sleep i was dreaming of me running again and that guy he told me to keep running then shouting my name. And like the last time it was Hazel waking me up but this time it was for school.

My first day of this school here in Sterling, Scotland i was kind of nervous at first but i was almost the most popular guy in high school. There was this one other guy i was competing with to be the most popular, he was strong and bulky. I was not bulky or strong i was medium sized black hair pale blue eyes and white skinned but i had no muscles. But he never bothered me on my first day.

That day i was walking home from school and it was quite dark as it was winter, i turned into this alleyway i had to walk through to get home. I hear those foot steps that i heard in my dream then i started running, they were getting closer. A guy stopped me and told me i had to keep running and don't stop, when he grabbed my shoulder it was a firm grip and i felt something make its way through my body. He let me go and before i knew it i was four blocks down the road, leaping into the air every time i jumped on or off a kerb. What did that guy do to me ? was all this a dream?. Then my name was getting called it was Mark standing in the garden waiting on me. my dreams were becoming a reality and i dreaded the night ahead.