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For the last few days I have been seeing strange creatures in my dreams, my thoughts and sometimes I would even spot one just at the corner of my eye, but when I try to search for them I find only evidence that they were there. A broken branch, crushed grass, a foul stench even. From what I can tell, they are watching me, trying to find something or perhaps waiting for something to happen, maybe they will wait until I believe I am going crazy, then they will show themselves and kill me. I dare not tell anyone for they might take it as a sign that I might be losing it. But even if they did believe they couldn't help. At these times I ask myself if some greater power is punishing me for something I have done in a past life or, am I truly going mad? No, I have always told myself, I will not be fooled. This is real, everything is real. It has to be. This must be some sort of warning. I feel that it is up to me to stop it, whatever it might be it must be destroyed before it destroys me, or worse. The world. Although these creatures are never there I know they are there. The cold chill down my spine proves it.Rrrrriiiiinnng!
"Huh?" I said to myself, as I closed my journal and pick up my phone on the end table of my bed. "Hello?" I said.
"Yo Tayler," the person on the other line said. It was one of my friends.
"Hey Alec, what's up?" I greeted. This is how our conversations usually begin.
"Well, Me, James, and Sara are going to Elton Park to bike, you going to come?" Alec asked. The Elton Park is large park land with a lot of trees, rivers, on large lake, and plenty of bike trails for me and my friends to ride on.
"Sure, might as well," I said, "when is it?"
"Uh is tomorrow good?" he said.
"Yeah, when you guys gonna pick me up?"
"At five in the morning, kay?"
"Kay," I quickly said.
"So what's new?" He asked casually.
"Well, nothing much, you?" I asked
"Nah, same as always, hey are you still depressed about what happened?" he asked.
"I'd rather not talk about it..." I said.
"Okay, but don't let it get to you," he said, "it wasn't your fault."
I sighed the word "Yeah," to him. Thinking about the pain I have caused. "Uh... look Alec I gotta go."
"Okay but remember not to worry about it, your a hero not a murderer," he said trying to comfort me.
"Yeah, bye," I said then quickly hung up the phone. I laid back down on my bed and quietly stared at the ceiling, recalling the incident.
It all happened a few weeks ago, everyone thought of what I had done was one of good not bad but I thought it was both. For death is never good especially if it is caused by someone else, no matter the reason, even if it is to save another. The deed had to be done by someone and I ended up to be that someone. I was sitting on a bench relaxing at my high school during noon hour, reading a novel by an author I greatly admired ignoring the people walking past me. I'm a loner so I kept to myself often. I was finishing up the twenty-first chapter of my book when something caught my eye. I took my eyes of the book for a second to see what was going on, I gasp as I realize what I had seen. Although I only saw it for a second I recognized what it was. It was something that could take another's life in a split second. It was a gun. I stare at the owners face as he passes and I realize that I know him, he is a A+ student here well known to be polite and kind hearted, Tom Whitey. I study his face carefully and I see a look of great fear and sadness in his eyes. I had a gut feeling he would use that gun.
I know I have to follow him to make sure he has no intentions for that weapon but I have a sickening feeling that he will. A moment after he passes I close my book and begin to follow, I walk after him but I act as if I am walking to my locker, so he won't realize that he is being spied on. What is he doing with that gun, I ask myself. At this time I am becoming nervous that he might start shooting at random targets walking past us in the hallways but he never does. He suddenly stops at the back doors and begins to breath heavily, I know he is waiting for someone, some poor soul to walk through those doors and suddenly he or she will be dead. Because of that thought I stay close enough so I can stop him if he pulls the gun out. As always my gut is right, and the doors open in front of us and Kent , the high school bully, and his gang walk in. I quickly jump at Tom as he pulls the gun out and begins to fire, the first few shots narrowly miss them and shatter the glass doors behind them, before the glass even hit the ground I was on him trying to wrestle the gun out of his hands as I did this everyone around us began to run, afraid the stray bullets might hit them. Tom continues to pull the trigger as I redirect the shots to hit the roof. As I finally remove the gun from his sweaty hands it slips out of my grasp and flies up into the air. Time slowed as I watched the gun fall to the ground, as it hit the floor it the gun went off, the barrel was aimed for me and Jack. As I tried to push Jack and myself out of the line of fire I suddenly felt pain as the bullet ripped out my skin on my face. It was so fast that I didn't even realize that it had taken a fair chunk of skin out of my right eyebrow. But my pain was nothing to what Tom felt as he sunk to the floor, the sound of the last shot fired continued to echo as I watched Tom struggle to breath, his eyes began to darken as he hit the ground. Blood began to cover the floor before he looked up at me with a look of great sadness, then he turned his head away from me and became still. He was now dead and it was my fault.
Why does death have to come so soon to us? Why do the young and the old alike have to suffer as fate intended? Because we know it will come to us? Or is it that most are never ready for death when it knocks on their door? That death has to be so ramped in the world, that the human race was made to destroy the things around them and them themselves? Will we ever know in this lifetime? I hope this mystery will be solved before we destroy the world.
I sighed heavily as I got off my bed and went to pack for the trip. I still had most of my stuff packed from the last trip so I only had to make a lunch and fill up a water bottle. Once I was finished I went to bed to sleep. I closed my eyes and drifted off into slumber, this is the only time I can truly forget about my troubles and relax. But I would soon find out that my dreams would be the beginning of my greatest problem. I awake in a place I have never been. Not even in my dreams have I seen and felt so much. This must be real. I am surrounded by trees as tall as pillars, that are illuminated by fog and darkness. The leaves shiver in the cool breeze above my head and underneath my feet. I hear a bird in the distance singing a song of sorrow and the chirping of the insects around me are numerous . The dampness of the grass sticks to my feet as I walk through the trail, this forest I am walking in seems somehow familiar to me, as I look around I continue to search for the unknown. What am I looking for? I amble through the path for what seems like hours unable to stop. The scenery behind me slowly gets devoured by darkness as I progress, what I see in front of me never changes. What is in front of me is as light as day, somehow telling me I am unable to turn back. I begin to feel as if there is no end and begin to run. I try to search for an end to the path, but I am never able to find one. Where I am going is uncertain and I am forced to continue. I suddenly skid to a stop when I hear something unusual coming from deeper within the forest. I listen intently as I try to decipher the sound. It is soft at first, but I am soon able to make it out.
It is the moaning of a female. Why is she moaning ,I wonder. I begin to call out to her. "Where are you? What is the matter?" I yell out to the fog. As if answering the moaning stops and I am soon able to hear her crying. "Where are you?" I ask again," Are you hurt?" I am unsure of what I am trying is going on because she does not speak. Then she begins to scream. I realize I must find out what is wrong, even though it is a dream. I take a moment to pinpoint where she is and I start to run off the path into the fog. Stumbling through the debris from the vegetation that is in my way, I quickly approach the approach her. I soon arrived and I find a girl about my age. She is the one who is in pain that I came to help. Her arms are wrapped around her legs cradling herself, her head is concealed her long darkish brown hair. I am curious why she is scared and I slowly approach her. She notices me and she stops screaming. She stares at me while still hides her face from me. I am uncertain why she was screamed and as well why she suddenly stopped when I arrived.
"Are you lost?" I ask her. She doesn't answer as she starts to stand. I look closely into the face that was once hidden from me; now I can see it clearly. Her green eyes show warmth and intelligence; they somehow welcoming me. The moonlight reflects off of her newly created tears of joy. As she smiles I realize that I know her and I start to walk even closer towards her. I say only one word to her, that is a question and an answer at the same time.
"Sara!" I whisper, hardly loud enough for her to hear me. She just smiles and nods to me unhurriedly.
After a few long minutes of silence, she speaks. " Tayler, please help me," she pleads to me in a quivering, but quiet voice. I look at her wordlessly, contemplating what she means.
"What do you mean?" I ask dumbfounded. "What is this about?"
She begins to cry. "Please!" she moans not answering my answer. She turns pale and begins to shake.
I grab her before she falls and I hold her in my arms as she symptoms become worse. "I'll help you Sara," I said to her, "I promise you."
Once I said that she smiled at me. "Thanks," she said, then she turned her head away from me and groans.
"Sara, what's wrong?" I ask gently shaking her. Darkness suddenly consumes us and we are surrounded by nothingness. Then Sara begins to snicker.
"Fool!" the voice was not of Sara but it was coming from her mouth, "You can not save her."
"Sara?" I asked as I turned her face toward me. What I see in front of me is not who it should be.
I suddenly felt a cold shiver run down my spine as I stared into the face of evil. I quickly drop her and stare as she disappears into the darkness laughing at me. I am now alone in the dark. What is happening is unknown to me. I search the blackness for a way out, then I hear something breathing behind me. When I turn around I find myself face to face with a monster. My eyes widen at the sight of it. My fingers begin to feel numb. I try to turn and run but I am frozen with fear. I just stand there and stare at its gruesome face; its wide mouth is swarmed with long jagged teeth, its face is covered in blood, and its large, black eyes penetrate my soul.
I wait for it to make a move, expecting the worse. But it only begins to snicker as it! Makes a gesture for me to come closer. I can't control myself, for I walk slowly towards it. It examines me closely and lifts a medallion from underneath my shirt, I have never seen it before in my life.
It quickly backs away at the sight of this medallion and begins to growl. I am unsure of what it is doing. I hear a voice in my head telling me to attack, I am desperate to end this dream so I start to run towards it. A sword materializes in my hand as I strike quickly at it in a downwards stroke; it just stands there and takes the blow that ends its life. Suddenly the demon turns into Sara and she is also dieing. I look at her horrified as she slumps to the floor.
A blue flash of light covers the darkness. I shield my eyes with my arm from this explosion of light. When the brightness ceases, I slowly remove my arm. I am back in the forest and a woman with blue hair is standing in front of me.
"This is your destiny," she said to me. "Accept it!" I am suddenly surrounded by light, the medallion is floating in front of me. When I try to grab it, the dream ends and all I am left with are the memories.
I heard a knock on my door I open my eyes and look at my clock and start to moan when realize it's only four in the morning. "Come in." I said to whoever was at my door.
The door opened and Alec, my oldest friend, walks through. "Hey , Swift, get up already," he said using my nickname, "we've been waiting out there for at least ten minutes, you coming or what?"
"Yeah," I said squinting my eyes because of the light, "give me a few minutes."
"Okay, but hurry," he told me. "We got to hit the road so we can beat the morning traffic."
"Who would be driving this early?" I asked as I was getting dressed.
"Well we are ,aren't we?" he asked smiling.
"Yeah, yeah," I answered, "just throw my stuff into the van."
He began to leave. "Kay just hurry up," he said to me as he closed the door to my room behind him.
What a weird dream, I thought laughing to myself. I didn't think anymore of it. I threw in some frozen food into the microwave and turned it on. My parents were still asleep or maybe passed out, whatever. I got dressed into a plain white t-shirt and my worn-out blue jeans while I was waiting for the food to thaw. I made it back to the microwave a few seconds before it was done so I turned it off and took the food out and set it by the door as I put on my shoes. I ran out into the porch and wrote a note for my parents on some paper we usually use send information to each other. Then I ran to the van.
Alec just finished tying my bike to the back with the others. When he saw me he jumped into the drivers seat. "Come on," he said as I ran to the passenger door.
James and Sara gave me a wave of greetings as I jumped in, "Yo," I said back to them before they closed there eyes and went back to sleep.
"I saved you shotgun," Alec said.
"Thanks," I said. "We're going to beat Chris and his team this year, ain't we."
"Yeah, this time we're ready for him," he said.
Chris is my greatest rival in the world of biking and he proved it last year during the annual 200km bike race. The cash prize for that year was ten thousand dollars for first place, five thousand dollars for second, and a new mountain bike for third, I would have gotten first place too. But a guy named Chris May was racing beside me from start to the time he cuts me off and clips me intentionally on the last turn and this makes me lose control at the last second. He won first place with me a close second but I got the last laugh as I crashed into him once we passed the finish line. His bike got totalled but the way I see it, he could easily afford a new one with the prize money he received. Alec, James, Sara and I never let it down that we lost to a cheater. So since then on, we have been training every chance we get to become the best.
I couldn't sleep like Sara and James so I talked to Alec on the way. "Hey Alec." I said while I stared at the stars overhead.
"Yeah?" he asked keeping his eyes on the road.
"It's about Tom," I said speaking his name for the first time in awhile, it felt somehow strange to mention him.
"Oh," he said trying to hide the sound of surprise in his voice, "what about him?"
"Well were do you think he is?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" he asked. "Like where his body is buried?"
"No, I mean his soul," I answered.
"Hmm, I don't know," that's all he said.
"Must be in Heaven I guess," I said, "or Hell."
"No way, man," he said disgusted at the suggestion, "if anything you saved him from going to hell."
I just sighed. "Yeah," I said still looking up at the stars.
"Tayler get some sleep while you can," Alec said interrupting the silence.
I didn't answer back because I was already falling asleep.
When I awoke Alec was smiling at me for some season. He gestured me to be quiet. "Urg, what's up?" I asked.
James' head poked up from the back seat. "Sara's still sleeping," James said.
"So?" I said, adjusting my eyes to the light.
"Well," Alec said giving me a wink, "I've been trying to wake her up for more than five minutes."
I quickly perked up. Our group has a rule for people who are still asleep for more than five minutes: after someone has tried to wake you up and your still asleep, you receive a cold, refreshing shower over your head. In this case though the water is coming from the lake and instead of a shower it's going to be a bath. The picture is now clear.
"So who's going to toss her in?" Alec asked.
"I'm not sure though," I said.
"It was either her or you," Alec said.
I was shocked. "Hey, I meant; what if she wakes up before we throw her in," I said, "she's uhh... feisty."
We all laughed. We have all experienced her temper over the years. It's quite painful.
"Okay then, who's it going to be?" Alec asked.
"One, two, three," James said quickly, solving the problem.
"Not it!" they both said in unison.
"Damn" I said glumly. "Fine I'll do it."
I stepped out of the van and opened the side door. Sara was still sleeping. They watched silently as I unbuckled he seat belt and lifted her out of the vehicle. She gave a little sigh as I carried he to the water, she looked so peaceful in my arms. I felt bad for doing what I was about to do, I quickly took off my shoes and carried her in. When I was up to my knees in water, I slowly lowered her down. Her eyes then shot open and with a swift kick in the balls I went down with her. I didn't come up for awhile for I was to preoccupied by the great deal of pain that was inflicted on to me.
I soon arisen from the icy depths of the water to be met with laughter. Although there was only a few people at the beach the laughter that came from those who saw it was great. As I walked out of the water I couldn't find Sara on the beach.
"Haha, man I guess we killed two birds with one stone there, eh Alec?" James said with tears coming out of his eyes as he rolled on the sand.
"Ahahaha, fuck wish we got that one on camera!" Alec said in the same state as James.
I ignored this. "Guys where's Sara?" I asked.
"Well after she kicked us in the balls too," said James, so that's what happened, " she rode off."
I walked away from them and after I dried myself off. Then I put my gear on and took off down the road on my bike.