Breath With In


Chapter 7 - The Hole Third Day

Wednesday it is, Eventually after a long struggle with my inner demons I rolled my way off the bed onto the ground. After laying there for a few minutes, I stood up and went over to the closet to get my winter coat as it was going to be a bit chilly outside because of the cooling climate. I put on black sweatpants and a grey shirt. I then put on my warm black coat and made my way downstairs. After eating my breakfast I quickly ran and locked the front door as I made my way to the end of the street to catch the bus. As I walked to the lonely end of my street I could see my breath turning into a white smoke in front of me as if I were a little dragon just learning to breathe fire. After several minutes the bus came and I preceded to get on the bus as it took off towards school.

As I made my way to my first class, I could see the area that Greag had once been crossed off with yellow police tape, blood splattered on the wall with a light coat of frost covering where his head once was. Honestly no one batted an eye since he did drugs, I kind of felt bad. Anyways as I made my way to my class I saw her sitting outside what seemed like sleeping against the stairs to the building. For reference, she was sitting in a corner next to the stairs and not on the stairs. Her hair glimmered in the cold sun as she was softly breathing as I could see a puff of warm air going into the cool almost winter-like morning. She was wearing a hoodie similar to the one which she wore on monday, A black hoodie with a discrete logo and black sweatpants. She looked like a quiet child sleeping in the night. I finally scraped up all the courage I had and walked up to her, bent down on my knees and tapped her shoulder.

"Umm," I stuttered.

"Are you sleeping," I spoke in a quiet voice as to not disturb her. She yawned and then looked up at me. It was for ceritan the same face that I had seen in that vivid dream. She looked around her as if she was confused.

"What time is it," she yawned as she questioned. She sounded like a cat waking up from a nap.

"F-f-first period is about to start," I stuttered as I spoke.

"Ah, thanks for waking me," she responded. She gave me a soft smile and I helped her get off of the ground as we proceed to the first class. As the first period went on, I totally forgot to ask her for her name. I sighed silently to the thought as I then started thinking of ways I could talk to her again. The day went on as I went from class to class again. Eventually ending up at home and going to sleep.