I was in the woods for some reason. There was something about this wood that made it amazing at night. I seemed to always hang out here, my best friend, Bonnie thinks it's weird that I spend my free time here. The reason for that is the obvious one and there's rumours about this place but that doesn't bother me. I've lived here in Connecticut for seventeen years and nothing has happened to me so I'll be fine, right? The thing is, I don't remember how I got here. The last thing that I remember is saying goodnight to Mom and Hannah and getting into bed. Was I sleepwalking? Ah, probably. I was almost going to believe that when I realized that I didn't recognize where I was. Yes, I was in the woods but, where? I've seen every inch of this wood before but everything was different, the trees looked older and the view through the trees was gone.
I had to shake the thoughts that scared me out of my head. I heard noises of the wood, the animals, the wind blowing through the trees, and my footsteps walking through the dried mud on the path, the usual noises, and the normal smell of dampness and cold. For a moment I felt myself close my eyes and I felt a gust of wind hit my face and I could faintly see a pair of angry eyes, but as they got clearer I could see the colour of them, red. I suddenly opened my eyes and felt a breeze on my arm. I gasped, as I felt my heart beat out of my chest. I had to get away at that moment, it wasn't safe here whatever I thought of the place it wasn't safe here at all. I started to run for my life, literally. Fear came over my body, somebody else was here with me in these woods and I was terrified. I stopped for some reason, I didn't know why. I didn't have time to stop but I felt a shadow behind me. Don't ask me how I felt it, I just did. I felt a cold hand touch my bare shoulder and I gasped, but shivered at the same time. It felt like an ice-cube touching me. I was terrified to turn around, but I had to. So I turned round as slowly as I could, I was trembling.
I wasn't surprised but still scared to death to find a boy, but no ordinary boy, those eyes, the red eyes. It was him, the one who I saw a moment ago. It was the last thing I thought he would do, but he smiled. Yes, he smiled. It was no normal friendly smile though, it was mysterious, predatory, I felt like prey. He tilted his head to one side, like he was studying my face. What I didn't realize at the time is how gorgeous he was, but that was the last thing on my mind. I was waiting for him to say something, at hat moment he did.
"Caroline.." he said with that cold, distant voice.
That was when I woke up with a small scream. That's all it was, a dream - nightmare in fact.
I was scared again, and then I heard footsteps coming from outside my door, even though I knew it would be my sister or my Mom but I was still terrified, I felt like it was my dream all over again. When my Mom walked through the door I jumped.
"Your er, jumpy this morning.” She said with that warm, friendly voice.
"Yeah, just had a weird dream last night. It sort of creeped me out a little bit.” I said, stuttering.
I felt like telling her everything but I just couldn't, it was too weird to talk about it, because it didn't seem real. It felt as if it happened years ago. I made my way to my wardrobe and found something to wear, I decided to wear a pair of denim capris and a white shoulder top and some sandals, it was summer and I wanted to wear something cute for the first day back and I wanted a fresh new start. I put my make-up on, ran the straighteners through my hair and grabbed my school bag and took one last look in the mirror and smiled, then I made my way down stairs.
I walked slowly down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"Caroline! I made toast, want some?" Caroline said, as she came up to me with a plate of toast.
"Er..no thanks, Hannah." I said, walking over to the table.
"You have to eat, you know that?" said my Mom, with a concerned look on her face.
"Yeah, yeah I know. I'll get something at school?"
"That sounded like a question.."
"Whatever, I need to get to school, I don't wanna be late,again." I said, quickly.
I wanted to get out of any chance of starting an argument. I kissed Hannah on the cheek and closed the door behind me. I tried to think of maybe how school will be today, what everyone will look like, what classes I have. To be honest, I did not care at all. The only thing on my mind was that nightmare I had last night. I never have nightmares - I rarely have dreams. So, where did this come from - did it mean anything? Well, let's just hope it was just a nightmare.
When I was about five seconds away from the school, when I heard my name being called.
"Caroline! Caro--" I heard from a familiar voice.
She stopped when I turned around.
"They're you are, where have you been? I was waiting for you."
I walked up to her and we started walking together.
“I was uh, well I was going to be late.” I explained.
“O-kay. By the way, where were you this summer?
"I went to Italy, I told you."
"Oh, right. Anything you haven't told me?" She knew me so well.
"Well, there was one thing - last night I had a nightmare."
"Let me finish. I was in the woods - in my nightmare. I was really tired so I closed my eyes for a second and I saw these eyes they were red and angry and then I tried to run but I felt a cold hand on my shoulder and then he was there with those same eyes and he whispered my name."
"He what? No, this can't be happening." she said, shaking her head, heading into school.
"Why, what do you know?"
"You know in History, when Mr. Miller was talking about hypnotisim and then people were volenteering to be hypnotised and I did and I saw these eyes, the same ones you described and then he whispered "Bonnie..", Caroline, somethings going on.
"What, but, im scared Bonnie."
"We'll just have to see what happens tonight."
That's when I unlocked my locker and looked inside to get my books and thought "This isn't just a nightmare. This is much more, much bigger than I thought. Todays isn't going to be normal. Something was going to happen."
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