NIX
I got out of bed and rubbed my eyes, only to find that my hands and arms were streaked with blood. "Not again.." I complained. I walked over to the bathroom and washed my hands. "Stupid nosebleeds.." I put on clean clothes and my jacket, and began to head downstairs. "Mom, I'm going for a walk" I said, not bothering to make eye contact to my mother as I put on my shoes. "You know you can't go out alo-" "I have friends meeting me" I lied. My mother acted so protective, but at times I find it hard to believe her "I love you"s. My mom took a bit to reply, for she was thinking over the situation, most likely. "Any boys?" She asked. "No" I said again. My mother doesn't let me go in a different room than her when I have guy friends over, no way she would let me go out unsupervised with one. "Go ahead then," She waved me off. "Stay safe." I left the house without giving a response, heading towards the back woods no one went too. Everyone believed this whole "Ghost Miner" legend thing. I had seen the "GHOST MINER SIGHTINGS" online, and I cold tell they were either edited or a group of stupid 10 year olds in costume. I enter the woods and got a strange chill, and a feeling eyes were glaring at me from a short distance. I turned to where I suspected the stare's source was, and saw nothing. I shrugged it off and headed to where I usually went, a small clearing near, what I figured to be, the center of the woods. Again I felt a stare, deeper and colder, but shrugged that off as well. I leaned on a tree, and stood, feeling a slight breeze float though the woods. I began to hum a song I had heard from an anime, and eventually began to belt it out, feeling as if I was being more closely watched with every word I said. Just as I was about to hit the climax and chorus, I heard a snap of a branch to my left "You're nightmares too, that's where..." I turned to the source of the sound, and headed towards the brush that was growing there. The bush abruptly swung in one direction then calmed, as if nothing had even touched it. I could of sworn I saw pure white orbs, two of them, when the bush moved but, then again, it was probably nothing.