July 17, 20XV

The young boy sat there, In the shade of a great oak, exhausted from his day of playing outside. He sat there in the shade of the tree and he found himself thinking back that day back in march. He still isn't sure of what he saw that day, all he knew was that it was weird and that it changed the way that he saw his parents forever

March 17, 20XV

The young boy pushed open the heavy elm wood door and entered his home. He reminded himself that HE lived here now, as he had just moved in last week to make room for his big sister who had turned 7 yesterday. He took a glance around the room to make sure that everything was fine, as his parents had told him to do every time he entered the home. After seeing that everything was in place, he went to the closet to put his backpack away. As he was doing that he found a note attached to the door.

Dear Skye,

This is a reminder from your mother, to close the garage, something I am sure you forgot to do.

The boy yanked off the note from the door and continued to read while he walked away to close the garage.

I also wrote this to inform you that Mr. Anderson can't babysit tonight, so instead Emily will look after you for tonight. Your father and I will be back after you go to sleep, so good night in advance

Love,

Mom

The boy smiled at the note, before beginning to wonder why his mother didn't tell him this in the car. He didn't have much time to think on that as, the sound of the doorbell disrupted his train of thought.

"Coming!" yelled the boy, who sprinted to the door and opened it.

He was greeted by a face that had become very familiar to him over the past week since his parents had made a habit of visiting the neighbors frequently and dragging him along. Oh, how he despised those visits, not because they were bad people or he disliked them, but simply because he was always left in the corner while the adults talked. While they were very nice people, from what he could glean from their interactions with his parents, they and his own parents seemed to be intentionally ignoring him, especially when it came to conversations about him. His parents seemed to love to talk about him, though they tended to move upstairs, or simply leave when the topic of his eyes came up, not that that happened a lot, but enough to warrant some interest. Maybe his par-

"HEY!" The boy jumped back a foot as he looked up at the older girl.

"What is it?" the boy practically spat at her. While she seemed to be taken back by the tone she didn't show it at all.

"What it is, is that you have been staring blankly at me for five minutes now, leaving me in the doorway when it's 51 degrees out!"

If he was being honest he had forgotten that it was that cold out and felt kinda bad about it, but he was still mad she yelled at him… which made what he would do tonight that much easier.

As she walked in, he could tell she was judging the house and by extension him and his family. He didn't understand why that was important to some people, the way a house looked. As far as he was concerned if you could live in it, it must be ok. After that, she sat down in a chair and asked what I wanted to do.

" I dunno."

"Whaddya mean 'I dunno' ?"

" I mean I. Do Not. KNOW."

After that, she got really mad and started hitting herself in the forehead with her palm. When I asked why she just gave me a look and started hitting herself again, this time harder. After a while, she stopped and said that we were going to watch a movie. When we started I asked what movie we were watching she stifled a yell into a pillow on the couch and walked out into the hallway. After a minute he walked out and tried saying something before realizing that she was on the phone. He decided to listen in on what she was saying.

"Yes, I need you here." garbled words escape through the speaker.

" I know that you are busy, but if you really loved me you would come and help me." … silence.

A/N: HEY! guess who's not dead yet. man, I bet all of you were super scared... or at least the 6 of you who read this and thought it wasn't shit for some reason and followed. thanks to Mojavekoopa, by the way for following the story. also No the lemon I promised is not in the chapter... cuz it isn't finished. yep this again, strap yourself in because this is only like 1/3 or 1/4 of the chapter and who knows when the rest will show up. oh. weird thing, this chapter with the A/N is 888 words, without it, it's 777. anyway, have a good day/night