The journey of Elizabeth Hill

Chapter 3

I wake up. I look outside the sky is a creamy red, orange and yellow color. I look at it for a few minutes in full awwww. I then realize that it will be dark soon and I've got to find my way home before my parents start worrying. I look at my watch it is fifteen minutes passed six. I take the box and head out the front door of the cabin. I follow my trail back to the little river. When I reach the river I look around and try to find that darn trail that will lead me back home, but instead I see something behind the bushes. I walk closer to try to see it. I look behind the bush and see a little bird, it is so beautiful. It has long colorful wings and a bright orange beak. It flies to the tree closest to me and starts chirping. I have a weird feeling it wants me to follow it. A bird could not possibly be smart enough to be able to lead a human back to its home. But, even tho the chances that this bird is really trying to communicate with me are one out of a billion I tell myself it is worth a shot so I follow the bird through the nooks and crannies of the forest and end up in front of the frog pond behind my house. With amazement I take a few minutes to process the fact that a bird did just really bring me to my back yard. I have to many questions my brain is not functioning properly. How did the bird know this is my house? How did it even know I was lost? Was it following me the whole day? Is this even possible? I Run to the house. Before i close the back doors I look back at the bird siting on one of the maple tree in the back yard. Then I walk in but turn back one last time to make sure this wasn't all just a big illusion and the bird had disappeared. I walk into my living room and see my father and sister sitting on the couch reading a book. And my mother is working on her computer.

-I'm so sorry for staying out so long I lost track of time. I say really fast to not let them interrupt me with their contradictions but surprisingly every one in the room just looked at me like I was crazy.

-honey, you were only outside for one hour. My mother says.

-no I left when it was still morning and went to this little abandoned cabin in the forest and fell asleep by accident. I say with my eyes wide open with surprise.

-okay darling, I think you are just tired you should go to bed it is getting late. My dad says.

-but you don't understand I was sleeping for hours out in that cabin in the forest and then i got lost and this bird helped me find...

-honey go to bed. My dad interrupts.

I slowly drag myself up stairs. One step, two steps, three steps. I walk into the bath room brush my teeth and go to bed. Looking at the sealing in my bundle of blankets trying to fall asleep but can't. I am scared of what will happen next. Finally I close my eyes tho I am not sleeping it is one of those sleeps were you feel like you are in a coma, were your body is asleep but your brain in up and running.

The next morning, I wake up from my coma like sleep by the smell of pancakes. I walk downstairs expecting my family to be eating breakfast but instead there is only one place with a plate filled with mini pancakes and a letter:

Dear Elizabeth, we have just gone to the market in town we have left you some money in case you want to go to the little village near by to buy a little treat. Be back at 3pm. Love mom and dad.

I sit down to eat my well prepared breakfast and bike off to the village. I get to the village within 15 minutes, throw my red bike into the grass and walk to a corner store named "on the run" I smile at the person working there to be nice. This store is giving me good vibes for a reason I can't quite put my finger on. I sort of have this weird telepathic ability were I can sense when things or people are good or bad. On a shelf in the back end of the store I spot my favorite gum, there is only one left so I walk fast towards it to try to get it before anyone else. Once at the cash register, I look out the big front window of the shop and see that intriguing house,  the one with the witch on it. I start to wonder who could possibly live in such a big house.

-Miss...miss that will be two dollars please. The man says.

- Sorry. I hand over my coins.

-Do you know the story of that old house across the road. I ask.

-oh, yes would you like to hear it? He says.

-oh yes please do tell.

-Well a long time ago there was a lady that moved in with her family. But a year later both her new born sun and husband died mysteriously. This poor lady was left with no body but her cat. She staid in the house for many weeks at a time without putting one foot outside. Witch of course maid people in the village start rumors saying she was a witch and that she was the one that killed here family. One day she was so annoyed that people were always knocking on her door just to ask her if the rumors were true so she made a weather vane of a witch as a statement telling people that she really was a witch and that they should stay away. A year later, one mid September night she fled the town, no one has set eyes on her ever since. That house has been up for sale for years but people in the town are still caught up in the old rumors and think that the house is truly cursed so no one dares to buy it the longest time a family has staid in that house without running away from the village in fright is a week.

- thank you mister. I say as I am walking out of the store. I pick up my bike and run across the road, I stop in front of the house. I look at the front door it has a horse shoe on it just like the one I saw on the cabin that if you walk into stops time. I get the idea that both of these buildings have something in common. I stand in front of it and dispute whether I should go in or not. I then feel a cold hand place itself on my shoulder, goose bumps follow my spine down to my lower back, I come to an abrupt halt, I no longer have control of my body.