~CHAPTER TWO~
It was later that night when Joey was walking home from the park. The only sound was the crickets chirping in the darkness of the starlit sky. Joey shuffled his shoes on the ground before the front door steps. He clumped up the steps and raveled around with the keys and slowly opened the door. As he walked in a chill ran down his spine, he quickly shut the door thinking it was the cool night breeze just blowing inside.
He threw off his shoes at the corner wall right next to the door. He yawned, slumped down on the couch and picked up the remote. As he flipped through the channels he remembered that package in the mail. He turned off the television (since there was nothing good on) and walked over to the table where he threw the box. There, written on the heading said: To Mr. Joseph Wheeler.
Since when did someone use Joseph, he thought? He looked at it for a moment and then started opening the seal. There was a tape inside, what was this about, he thought yet again. He popped the tape in the VCR and watched as the tape started playing. His sister Serenity appeared with a smile on her face.
"Hey there big brother. I can't wait until you come; I'm so excited! I just wanted you to know I'll be waiting for you when you come! I'm glad I can see now, thanks to you! Oh I don't know what to say, I'm just so excited and I had to tell you." There was a strange noise in the background like glass breaking, just more quieter, and Serenity looked back, "hello? Be right back Joey, I'm going to check something." She left for a moment leaving the picture and all there was to see was her clean room. Soon she came back and smiled, "I think it was just my cat. Nothing to worry about, well any ways I hope this gets to you. Bye."
And then it was over; the screen fizzed and blurred. Joey turned it off and smiled to himself, but he was growing tired and he had to pack for tomorrow's trip. He left the mess where it was and then he noticed he hadn't eaten all day. He was starving! He ate his dinner after getting it out of the microwave, it wasn't warm like it was probably hours ago, his mom would have killed him if she knew he came home this late. After his dinner he crawled in bed and began to snore.
That night while Joey was safe and warm in his bed, was the start of everything. Joey couldn't sleep that night, his dreams haunting him. So during the middle of the night he sat upright in his bed, hoping to get some rest eventually. Maybe it was that he was excited or maybe something else, he didn't know. He had heard something out the window suddenly; it was like a twig breaking noise.
"Someone there?" He called out standing slowly to his feet, staring out the window. There was no answer. "Hello?" He tried again thinking he was just being delusional, but then he heard it again but this time it sounded like it came from the back door. He started to get a little nervous, so he grabbed a baseball bat from his shelf. He walked cautiously towards the kitchen's back door.
He was half way out the doorway when he heard something break. He turned so quickly he bumped his head on the edge on the wall, "Shit!" He cursed loudly. Then he felt a furry paw touch the back of his leg and he screamed loudly, "AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" He turned around only to find a little puppy looking up at him with big beady eyes and his tongue hanging out. He sighed in relief and pushed back the bangs in his eyes.
"Hey there boy," he said as he kneeled down and patted the puppy's head slightly rough. Joey stood up and walked back to his room and dropped the bat on the floor. He collapsed in exhaustion and shut his eyes heavily. The dog must have come in through the back door from outside, he thought. It was not that much later when he felt the dog lick his face and cuddle up beside him; they were asleep soon after that.
It was later that night when Joey was walking home from the park. The only sound was the crickets chirping in the darkness of the starlit sky. Joey shuffled his shoes on the ground before the front door steps. He clumped up the steps and raveled around with the keys and slowly opened the door. As he walked in a chill ran down his spine, he quickly shut the door thinking it was the cool night breeze just blowing inside.
He threw off his shoes at the corner wall right next to the door. He yawned, slumped down on the couch and picked up the remote. As he flipped through the channels he remembered that package in the mail. He turned off the television (since there was nothing good on) and walked over to the table where he threw the box. There, written on the heading said: To Mr. Joseph Wheeler.
Since when did someone use Joseph, he thought? He looked at it for a moment and then started opening the seal. There was a tape inside, what was this about, he thought yet again. He popped the tape in the VCR and watched as the tape started playing. His sister Serenity appeared with a smile on her face.
"Hey there big brother. I can't wait until you come; I'm so excited! I just wanted you to know I'll be waiting for you when you come! I'm glad I can see now, thanks to you! Oh I don't know what to say, I'm just so excited and I had to tell you." There was a strange noise in the background like glass breaking, just more quieter, and Serenity looked back, "hello? Be right back Joey, I'm going to check something." She left for a moment leaving the picture and all there was to see was her clean room. Soon she came back and smiled, "I think it was just my cat. Nothing to worry about, well any ways I hope this gets to you. Bye."
And then it was over; the screen fizzed and blurred. Joey turned it off and smiled to himself, but he was growing tired and he had to pack for tomorrow's trip. He left the mess where it was and then he noticed he hadn't eaten all day. He was starving! He ate his dinner after getting it out of the microwave, it wasn't warm like it was probably hours ago, his mom would have killed him if she knew he came home this late. After his dinner he crawled in bed and began to snore.
That night while Joey was safe and warm in his bed, was the start of everything. Joey couldn't sleep that night, his dreams haunting him. So during the middle of the night he sat upright in his bed, hoping to get some rest eventually. Maybe it was that he was excited or maybe something else, he didn't know. He had heard something out the window suddenly; it was like a twig breaking noise.
"Someone there?" He called out standing slowly to his feet, staring out the window. There was no answer. "Hello?" He tried again thinking he was just being delusional, but then he heard it again but this time it sounded like it came from the back door. He started to get a little nervous, so he grabbed a baseball bat from his shelf. He walked cautiously towards the kitchen's back door.
He was half way out the doorway when he heard something break. He turned so quickly he bumped his head on the edge on the wall, "Shit!" He cursed loudly. Then he felt a furry paw touch the back of his leg and he screamed loudly, "AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" He turned around only to find a little puppy looking up at him with big beady eyes and his tongue hanging out. He sighed in relief and pushed back the bangs in his eyes.
"Hey there boy," he said as he kneeled down and patted the puppy's head slightly rough. Joey stood up and walked back to his room and dropped the bat on the floor. He collapsed in exhaustion and shut his eyes heavily. The dog must have come in through the back door from outside, he thought. It was not that much later when he felt the dog lick his face and cuddle up beside him; they were asleep soon after that.