"The Unknown"

Chapter 3 : The Boy

I opened my eyes taking a look at my little lit room. I saw my curtains moving gently, thinking it was the breeze blowing by. Then I saw my pictures frame turned down, one by one.

I was a little scared but stayed in bed, closing my eyes really tightly. When I opened my eyes, I saw on across the wall from my bed, someone drew a picture of a crib, in the colour red.

I was freaked out.

I was scared.

I was freaked out.

Wait. I mentioned that already.

I ran out of the room, shouting for my mom and grandmother. A few seconds, I saw them running towards me, asking what's wrong. I pointed in the room that was now a little brighter.

Grandmother was whispering to my mother about something and then she left the room. I saw her grabbed a jug of water and throw some bottle liquid in it.

They exit the room but I was still laying on the floor.

Then I saw him. I saw a boy. The same one from the other house. He was heading for the jug of water. He held the jug over his mouth and took a big gulp.

He then spits it out and he got angry. He was heading towards me with a rage in his face.

I tried getting up from the ground but I couldn't move a muscle. As he was about to grab me, I looked in his eyes, they were pure black.

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I jumped up from my bed, with salted water dripping from my face. I looked around my room trying to figure out what had just happened. Then I realized I had a terrible nightmare. I grabbed my phone and saw that it was 11:53 pm.

My throat was a little dry so I went into the kitchen to get a beverage to drink. As I was walking pass the guest room, where my grandmother is sleeping, I heard mumble.

Was she chanting?

I opened her door easily and peeked inside. She was on a rocking chair by the window reading this weird book that had a symbol on it. I kinda recognize the symbol. It looked so familiar. Then it hit me. It looked like the man's head on the Oaktree at the side of my house.

I then saw her got up from her chair, kiss her book and put it under her pillow.

She then turned towards the door, but I managed to close it back in time. I sneak into my room back and closed the door shut.

I peeped through my keyhole and saw her walking towards the front door.
I was curious and I want to know where she's going. I know she's awake, but I wanted to see what she's up to.

I climbed down the stairs quietly and managed to stay a few feet away from her.

She walked and walked until she came across the Oak Tree. You know, the one with the weird head on it. I stood behind a standing piece of wood to stay out of sight.

She stood there, looking at the tree. Then I heard her mumble something to the tree.

"Please, I'm begging you, leave her alone. This is a battle between me and you. She's only a little girl."

She then drew a circle around the three with white chalk.

I stood there, wondering what was the purpose of it all. Should I ask her?

"Go back inside Chrissy," I heard grandma said.

How the hell?

I was too scared to even stand there and wonder how the hell she knew I was there. I didn't want to listen to her but the look on her face can scare the pants off anybody.

I walked straight in the living awaiting my grandmother and let her start explaining all this shit because I'm scared as fish. Yes, I said fish. She also maybe have a clue about the dream as well.

I stood there for several minutes when I heard the front door opened.

I looked at her with frightening looks in my eyes.

"Chrissy, I know that there is a lot of things I need to explain," she said calmly. "But I don't have the time right now. We need to sleep and I promise I'll explain tomorrow. Your mother and father are going on a trip for the weekend, so I offered to stay and look after you instead of hiring a babysitter."

You gotta be fucking kidding me!
And Yea. I cursed. I didn't say fish.
What did she just say?
Did I hear her correctly?

Without questioning her about my dream, I left her and walked upstairs.

I went into my bed and slept the whole thing off but I kept questioning myself about everything. I don't really show anyone that I'm scared but I am well peeing my pants off.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

I know this chapter is a bit short and not good. I'll try to make the other chapters interesting.

Lots of love

Xoxoxoxo