Whats Hidden Can't Be Found

Chapter 1, Sky

  Ever since my sister Harley came back from that camping trip, she has't been the same. She's more distant and she seem more, scare. I can't explain it but I know something happens on that trip that shes not telling me. Anyways out of my crazy theories, she gave a a breath taking white tulip that legit takes my breath away, I think I might be allergic or something but I still keep it.

  She did tell me about all the things she did the week she was gone. Her and her friends went fishing, hiking, kayaking, zip- lining, and swimming. I'll tell you right here right know I jealous. I always wanted to go camping but Harley would never let me. Mom and Dad died in a car crash the week she left to go camping. That could be the reason she's so sad but, something told me it was something more than that.

   Late at night when my sister was sleeping, I was thinking about Mom and Dad. I missed them so much that I felt like crap every second of the day. Mom always told me not to curse because it was't lady like but being a "lady" makes me feel so fragile. I love the feeling I get after destroying boys in football, not when I paint my nails, I love running right before the sun comes up so I could enjoy every moment of it rising, I also break the rules a lot. I don't know why it makes me feel more in control of myself.

   Break the rules I thought. I look out the window to see a full moon shining down on our street. It made me think about camping. Camping I thought. Hmmm... I do feel like camping today. I jumped out of bed towards my phone. I started dialing numbers then waiting till i either heard their mad voice at whoever was calling them at 3 am in the morning or if they did't pick up. Most of my really good friends picked up and agreed to my plan. "We'll meet at sunrise at the entrance, be ready." I reminded them. They all agreed.

   I started to pack. I grabbed 5 pairs of everything since we'll only be there for a few days. I also got a flashlight, my air pods, my fully charged phone, matches, boots, pocket knife, and well you get the idea. As I was getting ready to head down stairs to grab so food and water for the trip I saw the white tulip in the vase near my bed. "Well," I whisperer to myself "I guess I have a little space left for it. I went to grab the tulip when I saw it start to glow. It was like a fire in the dark cold night. It was filled with light. "Well now it makes me want to bring it more" I said still surprised it was glowing. "Not your normal flower" I think to myself.

   I head down the flight of stairs with the flower as my light. First, I head to the kitchen to grab enough food to last my about a week if I'm carefully with it. For water I grab ten of the plastic waters under the sink. They were for just in case of disasters but i grabbed them anyways. I feel like me dying of thirst was a serious enough reason to grab some. Then I headed to the garage to grab Harley's smelly camping supplies like the tent, sleeping bag, and stuff like that. She told me not to ever go into the garage because she "saw a snake" but i'm pretty convinced it cause she does't want me to touch her stuff. Anyways when i went to grab the tent bag, there was a red stain on the bag that holds the tent. "Probably just somebody got a tiny cut on the trip" I say not really thinking about any other possibility. 

   I grab the tent and sleeping bag then head back to my room to start getting ready to go. I could't go through the door because it has a alarm any time somebody opens it past 11 pm to 8 am, but that did't worry me. I've don't this before. I finished packing and started to get dressed. I put on my favorite camo tee and short jeans. I put my hair into a high pony tail then put my favorite camo hat. As I put on my bags, I remember the day my Dad gave me the hat. It was my birthday. I was asking for a hat but my Mom thought it was to boy like, but my dad got me one anyways. I chuckled a little before I remembered what I was doing. I was leaving. I was heading to the campsite. The Northburns Woods.