Silence (Psychos Trilogy Creepy Pasta)

Chapter 4) A Trip Outdoors

I looked down at my drawing. I had spaced out again and I started to draw apparently. It was a grey and black picture, of the forest.. It was beautiful but in the background, it wasn't open it was dark as if unexplored. However somewhere in the dark was a slightly erased portion of the shadow. It was of a cloaked figure.

When I was dancing in the forest and exploring the parts of it I hadn't noticed this.

I looked closer at the drawing to see a slight crazed grin. My eyes widen and I study the darkness again. "How is that possible..." I mutter I was driven to throw the drawing away but as soon as I was about to press the eraser I stopped myself. I could never destroy my work.

Not after all the time to conjure it. I sighed putting the paper in between to heavy textbooks to flatten it for a cardboard frame. I look across my room to see the large space. I had thirteen different drawings of my escape. I had them in order from the time I would have an episode. During the Eval I had cut the frame in half since the drawing consisted of two shot. One of the slushy,place filled with water and puddle. Then the one I prefer to dance in.

It was Wednesday again. I looked to the calendar that hung on back of my door. I had marked the days in red marker for each session and I wasn't interested in going again. I hated the damn pencil. I hated how horrible he moved his hands. He didn't have the flow,of an artist.

I walked into my closet picking out a heavy baggy cotton jeans. I rolled the cuffs over my black military boots. I always liked boots like that, the were heavy good for kicking and I was always somewhere where I shouldn't so it was good to keep my feet protected. I pulled on a red and white plain baseball long sleeved shirt a red hoodie over that and I pulled on my black beanie. I grabbed my black gloves and I opened my window.

My parents were home so I couldn't risk being seen by them. I dropped down onto the roof crawling low and quietly so they wouldn't hear the creaking of my footsteps. I had closed the window and out a sticky note say:

Needed time to think,I'm in the woods i'll be back

I sighed taking a few calling sighs before I lowered myself onto a convenient tree limb,Beside the house. Soon enough I climbed down and took off running down the road.

I felt free a smile on my face as I felt the chilly wind whip past my cheeks and around my neck. I took a sharp right into the woods. Soon enough I was walking across the forest ground. The snow popping under foot and I let out a few more breaths. I smiled wide listening to the silence of the winter.

The trees slightly creaking with the wind. I pressed a palm to a trunk closing my eyes I could feel the heat coming off of it. I looked around some more stopping dead in my scan,to see a baby deer. It was munching on some of the dead vegetation,I looked at it and smiled.

I was always good with animals,but where ever a baby was, was its mother so I didn't bother getting any where close to it.

Instead I had climbed a tree carefully not to disturb the docile creature. I watched as

it ate and prodded around. I felt a nagging feeling in the back of my mind. I heard the crack of rifle fire and the baby deer fell dead in its tracks. It was hit just in the side puncturing its lungs. My eyes widened. "Oh no..." I said hushed. They weren't supposed to kill the babies, their for spring!

I was furious by this action. It wasn't right. I looked up at the sky, I had been watching the deer for awhile, and the sky was turning a pink haze. I should get back,as soon as I was about to climb down I saw a small little 4x4 pull up beside the baby deer.

I stayed in the tree.

"Hey look man I got one!" The teenager maybe about my age got down and held the deer up. "It's a young one, now imagine if we get a bigger one." The other laughed also getting out of the vehicle and high-fiving his friend.

I felt the rage build inside of me. I loved all the animals and I personally didn't care if they killed s deer, but that one was a baby, they are meant to be saved for more game in the next season, beside the hunting season was supposed to be over.

"Hunting season is over don't you know?" I say loudly. The boy rose his gun I put my hands up palms facing him.

He lowered the weapon. "What are you doing out here?" He asked me nastily.

I glared at him. "Hunting season is over don't you know?" I asked again.

This time his friend gave a smug smirk. "Hunting is never over."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Your not supposed to kill the babies, they're mean't for the spring."

I say sliding down from the tree.

The boys eyes widened in realization. I had hoped that I had gotten through to him, but his smile returned and he shared a glance with his friend. "Hey I know you, your that crazy freak

that goes to Brier Hill High-school." The guy laughed.

"Why would your parents name you Six....?" The one with the rifle asked raising an eyebrow.

"Like triple six,for the Devils number?" The other asked, the two boys were rather bigger than me so I felt a tightening in my stomach.

"Seems like your a demon to me...or a witch you know what happens with witches?"

The one with the rifle snickered. I saw his hands tightening around the rifle.

I just stood backing up carefully. He puts the rifle barrel in my face. Cocking the rifle.

His friends smile fades he is scared now too. "You burn them?" I asked smartly.

"Oh no... We shoot ya dead." He chuckled darkly pushing me to the ground, "Run you little Bitch Run!" He yelled.

My breathing was hard and I was about to turn and run but I felt a heavy hit to the jaw.

I started to see spots, and my head felt heavy. I heard a gun shot as I lost consciousness.

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I felt much colder. Slowly opening my eyes I groaned.

I didn't bother lifting my head, it still felt like it weighed a ton. I let out another grown in pain.

"Go figure...asshole." I snarled angrily placing a hand on my head. I lifted it off from my temple to see blood running down my wrist.

I rolled over pushing myself off of the ground. I was wet from melting the snow around me and it was pitch dark outside. I needed to get home before I froze to death.

I turned to see the dead baby deer. I glared down at the creature. "You didn't even use the meat..asshole." I scoffed. I turned my steps were wobbly as I tried to find the oath I was on. Once I found it I had walked home.

My breath was shaky and I had lost a lot of blood, I would need stitches and a good ice pack to bring down the swelling.

I tried climbing the tree but I fell down, it made my head throb and my ears ring.

I groaned and started walking up the steps to the cabin.

I slammed my fist on the door a couple of times.

My mother opened the door wearing a silk bathrobe and s fresh hickey on her neck.

Her eyes widened at my condition. I was tipping forward. "Call the doctor!" My mom yelled to one of the maids that was on duty at the time.

I closed my eyes to open them to see my psychologist,and a nurse standing over me.