All In A Dream
here's chapter four. sorry it took awhile. please review my story. i need to here some opinions. on with the story.
Tony felt a little cold and noticed a jacket lying on the ground. He picked it up and put it on, glad that he had found something that would keep him warm. Fear creapt into his body. He wandered around to try and find something familiar. "Tony, is that you?" Tony turned around to see a brunette walking to him, Ms. Henson. "Oh, you're freezing. Let's go inside and call your aunt." Tony tooke her hand and they walked to Ms. Henson's house. Tony was sitting at the table as Ms. Henson dialed Mrs. Manson's number.
The phone rang and Mrs. Manson reluctantly got up. The hallways were dark and she dragged her feet to the phone. It was the third ring. She grabbed it and made a croaky hello. "Hi Mrs. Manson. I'm sorry for calling so late. I would've called later, but this is a serious matter." 'Get on with it!' thought Mrs. Manson. "I found Tony outside earlier with only a jacket. He seemed to be alone and at the same time far away from home." She took it all in. Her mind processing wasn't working that well at this time of day. After what felt like two minutes, her mind thought, 'What?' She ran up the stairs and looked in the boys' room. Tom was in one bed, but no one was in the other bed. Mrs. Manson walked away from the room and pressed the phone to her ear. "How did Tony get there?" "He doesn't know. All he could remember was being in his room and waking up to find himself in the wooded forest." Mrs. Manson held the phone away and huffed at the other end. "So he was sleep walking?" "I'm not sure. When I saw him, I was aware that he knew who I was." There were some distant words in Ms. Henson's kitchen. "He said that he was dreaming and a voice was calling him to snap out of it. He also felt someone tug at him. When he woke up, he said that there was no one around. He did find a jacket on the ground." "I'll come to pick him up." She hung up and grabbed her keys. She went outside to her car and drove over to Ms. Henson's house. Whatever was going on, at least Tony was safe. 'How did Tony get over here?' Grabbing Tony's hand and saying thanks to Ms. Henson, Mrs. Manson drove back to the house. As soon as she'd get in the house, she would go take a nap. Tony went up to his room. 'I'll have to figure out this problem later,' she thought and went upstairs and landed on her bed.