Here's a new chapter for anyone who reads this. I've been neglecting this lately, so I apologize for that.
When I got home on that depressing, complicated day, she got home, and her parents had already put all of her bags into the back of the truck. Glad to know they're just so sad that I need to leave today, and they aren't shoving me out the door, bags in hands... Skye was caught off guard when her parents ran out of the house crying. Oh my...
"We're going to miss you, honey," my mom managed to choke out between tears.
"I'm not gone yet, mom," I said before bringing her into a hug.
"Of course you aren't," my dad said before adding: "But we should get going soon..."
I hopped in the back of the tattered old pickup, my dad in passenger's seat, my mom driving, and we started out for Sweet Amoris. It was time for me to leave my home and move on in my life.
As I pulled in to my aunt's driveway, I was glad to see that the back yard was huge. I caught a fraction of a glimpse of a small dirt path concealed in the woods. This is going to be a change...
I was even more pleased when I saw my room. There was a double bed in the corner, with a dark wooden nightstand beside it. Across from it a vanity stood, made from the same wood. There was also a television stand, a desk, and a sliding door closet, all made of the same material. The floor was coated with a cream colored carpet that was so soft it felt like plush. White walls, nothing but a mattress on the bed, and a lack of decorations made the room feel empty, though.
I shoved my boxes and bags on the bed so I could run back downstairs to see off my mom and dad. They'd be gone, at least until Thanksgiving.
"Oh, my! You're here early!" my aunt exclaimed, rushing down the hallway, and stopping me dead in my tracks before I could take another step out my door. "I wasn't expecting you for about another 30 minutes! Who let you in?" She didn't even let me get words out of my mouth. "It was the cat, wasn't it?" All I can do is nod.
Interesting fact 1: My aunt has a Persian cat that can open doors.
"Darn it, that cat! What am I going to do with him? Banou!" That little fluff ball didn't know what he had coming.
More tears were shed when my parents said their goodbyes. None of them were mine, for the record. Once they were gone, my aunt turned to me. "You can go unpack your bags and explore. I'm going to go and cook dinner. It should be ready at about, uh, six-thirty. Feel free to do what you wish to your room." Then she walked off to who knows where.
I wasn't in the unpacking mood, so I changed into jeans and a t-shirt—not that hard to find in one of my suitcases. Once I laced up my high-tops, I glided outside to check out the wonderful yard, and that path.
The house and yard were completely surrounded by trees, the nearest neighbor a mile away. Town was about 5.
I could get used to living like this.
When I got up over the hill, there were pigs and cows and chickens, oh my! The food for them must have been kept in the small shed I glimpsed sitting in the corner of the yard. A garden full of vegetables and dill was over by the path.
The path. I walked over to it wondered where it led to. There's only one way to find out... I thought as I started down it.
It was about a mile long, and in the direction of Sweet Amoris, as far as I could tell. When it ended, I was standing in a fair sized back yard with a Belgian Shepard and a nice house. My new closest neighbor.
On my way back to Aunt Laysa's house, I came across a place where the trees fell down on one side, perhaps in a rainstorm, revealing a smaller narrow path. When I planted my foot on it—curiosity getting the better of me—rain started to sprinkle from the sky. I looked up, and realized it was starting to get dark. The sun was hiding halfway behind the treetops. Something to do some other time, I guess.
Something darted across the path in front of me. Must have been a bobcat, fox, or maybe even a coyote. I just continued walking. No way was I going to let that freak me out! I was not scared! At least not yet...
I felt a small shove on my back, and stumbled forward. Autumn leaves crunched under my feet as I swung my arms to catch my balance. I swung my head around expecting to find a person, but instead I found... nothing.
I started to hear whispers. Ones that didn't sound human. "... Fool... Do.. Think... Doing... Section... Haunt-... Lurks... Lucky... Friendly... Insist... Coming..." I couldn't make sense of the words I caught. "Twenty-first... Month... Rest... Go... Run..." The voices started to die out, and I couldn't comprehend the rest of the words. But now, it's safe to say I was scared, but I never would've admit it.
"W-who's there?" I stuttered.
I swear it said "Loretta."
That was enough for me. I turned back around and high-tailed it to safety, which was anywhere but there! Cold rain hit my face as it started to downpour, making me up my speed even more. I wanted out of there as soon as possible.