It was night. The stars shone over my worn tent, illuminating my sleeping bag. I huddled close to the small fire. I know, it was silly to make a fire in a creepy forest, especially if you're like me. They can sense this from a mile away. But I was alone, scared, and cold, and the fire cheered me up a bit. You're probably wondering what I am talking about. Well, it all started on a fateful spring morning.
It was Saturday, the sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and the sky was a brilliant blue. So what was I doing? I was sleeping in of course. Rule number one of my life: ALWAYS wake up after 12 pm on weekends. At least that what I did on typical days, and today was anything but typical.
"Halley! Get up before I throw you out the window!"
That would be my mom. She always said I should enjoy the world instead of sleeping. Well, if she'd seen my world, she wouldn't be too thrilled of going out there either. I got up and changed, all the while fidgeting with my hair, clothes, hairclip, anything really. Stupid ADHD. I got downstairs and piled up on waffles. You see, I try to eat breakfast food any time of the day. Of course, it's not good for my 'physical health', but people like me have bigger worries than that. But I'm getting ahead of myself. My mom and I had a boring discussion about an emergency downtown. I really couldn't care less. Whenever I felt like this, I wished my dad was here. I couldn't ask my mom about it, because she hates him for leaving her with me alone. Not that she was a bad mother. She just had other things to do. Anyway, I was going to head to Sam's house. Sam was… unique? No, strange is more like it. He was my best friend, and he was always there for me. He was crippled, but sometimes I catch him chasing a weird girl with a slightly green face and believe me, that boy can run! I was so wrapped in my thoughts that I didn't hear a scream coming from my house.
I walked for about five minutes, when suddenly a man grabbed me. I screamed and thrashed but he had a solid grip. I looked under his hat and nearly screamed. He only had one eye in the middle of his head. I took in his appearance a bit more. He was abnormally large for a human, and had large hands. He was wearing a shirt that probably said something like WHAT'S UP? But my dyslexic eyes made out TASH'W PU? I was shaken out of my thoughts when suddenly he lunged at me. My body went on autopilot and I dodged, grabbing a shard of broken glass, and threw it directly into his eye. It dug deep into his iris, and he roared (I don't know if other materials can damage the monsters), clawing at his eyeball. I took this distraction as an exit, and ran down the alley, dodging mystified citizens with no desire to be pushed by a kid. I ran non-stop until I reached Sam's house.
"Hello?" I asked.
I stepped inside when suddenly I was tackled by Sam. He grinned.
"You were supposed to be here half an hour ago!" He exclaimed.
"Sorry, got caught up with…" Come on, it can't be this hard to lie! "Homework?"
He looked at me suspiciously.
"Well, come on, I made burritos!" He finally said.
We played and ate for a few hours, then I said goodbye, heading back home. At the front porch I stopped. I smelt something burning. Not serious fire, but burnt food. The door creaked as I pushed it open. I cautiously looked around, and then looked at the floor.
"AHHHH!"