Watchers

Chapter 2

You wouldn't believe that there was such things as watchers,I mean you were always told that you can't be hurt by anything.
Are they just a shadow or are they a real person?

This was the same thing for me,well that was until I was sent to boarding school,a horrific school called 'la belle fille et le garçon' where I discovered the truth,MY truth.
.. I used to ask the same questions continuously, is it a shadow? Or is that a real person?

I remember the first day I considered it,it's still a crystal clear memory,I physically can't erase it from my mind, 12th January 1998, returning to school after Christmas.
My parents drew up to the school in their old,broken car.. I was perched in the back watching everyone stumbling along the long, vast driveway,I really didn't want to be back here.
I clambered out of the car,carefully adjusting my uniform afterwards,making sure it was up to standards. My parents handed me my things and waved goodbye to me as I made my way to the crowds of other students.

The school was a very old, 16th century building,it hadn't been very modernised either, there was hundreds of corridors leading to nowhere,or the rooms that were out of bounds.
The rooms had between 4-8 students in and you HAD to be friends with each person as you couldn't change rooms all year.
Now it seemed like a very ordinary day,stepping back into my 'hell', and staring in awe at the high ceilings,the old painting and doors,stairs,windows all towering above us,we were sent to find out rooms again,
Everything seemed normal,or so I thought it did...