E.S

📚I. Love. Reading.📚. That’s basically it. Especially KotLC, PJO, and more! I also write books with my friends 👍

E.S

📚I. Love. Reading.📚. That’s basically it. Especially KotLC, PJO, and more! I also write books with my friends 👍

E.S

6 min read

I walked through the cemetery, heading to a familiar spot. My mother died a few years ago and I miss her terribly every single day. She had cancer, and we knew she was gonna die… but I just wasn’t ready to let go. When I saw her gravestone I sat down next to it, as per usual, “Hi mom. I miss you.” I said, solemnly. I talked to her for a few more minutes, before heading to school. It was bright and early on a Monday morning. The worst days ever in my opinion. I walked into the building, immediatly hit with the scent of sol de janeiro perfumes and sweaty teenagers. When I was at my locker, getting my books for my science class, I noticed a note sticking out of one of my binders. When I opened it, all it said was… well, nothing. It was blank. I rolled my eyes and kept my head down, wishing I could just disappear. I sat down in my usual seat in the classroom, but then saw that on the board it said we were going to change up the seating chart. Great. I had to be sat next to my enemy, Cam. I picked up my stuff and walked over to my new seat, and when I got there, Cam was smirking at me. Just what I need, to dread school even more. “Sup’ Em.” Was the first thing he said. I just looked at him, then looked away, not wanting to get into anything. “C’mon! Like the old days.” He begged sarcastically. At his words I tensed. Here’s the thing, me and Cam used to be the best of friends, well, until he became all popular and stuff and decided he was too good to even look in my direction. Then came the bullying. He said things that I told him in confidence, and trusted him not to tell anyone. And now a whole bunch of people know some of my deepest secrets. And… the thing is, I tried to erase him from my life, but… he was there for me when my mom died, he helped me through it, and part of me… just doesn’t want to let go. “Cam. Please stop, I’m just trying to get through the day.” I said, pleadingly. By now the teacher has started the lesson and I just want to focus on my work. “Oh yeah, that reminds me, how’s the whole dead mom situation going for ya?” He asked, a smug grin plastered onto to his face. My jaw dropped. He’s said stuff about everything else I’ve ever told him. But he hadn’t said anything about my mom. Until now. Tears welled in my eyes, and I raised my hand to ask a question. “Yes, Emma?” He called on me. “Um, can I go to the bathroom?” I asked. He nodded and I practically ran out of the room. Instead of going to the bathroom, I roamed the halls, tears falling down my face at a rapid pace, and my breathing uneven. I leaned against my locker and fell to the floor, in agony. How could he say that? He knows how her death affects me more than anyone does. More than my own father. So how could he? “Em!” I heard someone call out. I recognized the voice, and it was Cam, so I just ignored him and continued crying myself to death. I heard his footsteps getting closer and then he dropped to his knees beside me. “I’m sorry. I know I went to far it’s just… I don’t know. My friends they are ruthless, and I try to be like them so they do t think I’m some weirdo… but It hurts me that I hurt you.” He said in one long breath. I looked up at him, my sadness turning into anger. “No, Cam. You don’t get to try and make me feel sorry for you. Not after everything you have don’t to torment me in the past year and a half. You don’t deserve my pity. And even if you did, you wouldn’t get it. You’ve made my life a living hell to the point where I don’t even want to live anymore. Goodbye Cam. Because it’s the last time you’ll be seeing me.” I said to him angrily, storming out of the school, tears falling off my face as the wind blows my hair out of my face. I walked the long way to my towns bridge, resting my arms on the rails, contemplating the decision. Then. I jumped. The feeling of falling, the feeling of being free was finally getting to me. And then there was light. “Em? Wha- what are you doing here sweetie?” I heard someone ask me. My eyes immediatly shot open to a vision of my mother standing in front of me. “Where am I?” I asked her, standing up. “You’re not anywhere, but not nowhere. I don’t know how to explain it, but that would mean… you’re dead?” She asked horrified. “Mom… he was torturing me. I couldn’t stand it anymore…” I said quietly, tears falling down my face again. She cupped my cheek, wiping the tears. “Who baby? Who was it?” She asked. “Cam…” I whispered, a sob escaping “Cam? Really? But he was your best friend before… what changed?” She asked, pulling me into an embrace. “He became friends with all of the popular, mean guys and decided I wasn’t worth risking his new friends… or something like that.” I cried on her shoulder, for what seemed like minutes, but was probably hours. I’ve noticed this place has a really weird time schedule. “Em?” I heard from behind me. I turned around to see who it was and was met with Cam. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At Emma’s funeral (A week prior to him showing up in wherever they are) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cams POV: Tears streamed from my face as I approached her casket. She looked so peaceful… how could I have done that to her? I’m such an awful person. “Dude, you’re really crying?” One of my friends asked me, snickering. “Yes. She was my best friend a few years ago. Until I started hanging out with you guys and you forced me to distance myself from her, and be mean to her and make her life miserable. So yes. I’m crying. I’m crying because I’m the reason she’s dead in the first place! I’m crying because I should have stopped when I realized what it was doing to her, bit you guys egged me on, peer pressuring me to. I’m crying because I miss her and I don’t know what to do with my life anymore.” I exclaimed. I turned back to her corpse, planting a small kiss on her forehead before heading into the pews. Her father stopped me before I could get past the first row. “Hey, Cam. Um, do you want to come up here and sit with the family? You’re basically part of it anyways. I’m… sure it’s what Emma would have wanted.” He said, his voice breaking. “Uh, sure, thank you sir.” I said awkwardly. He lead me to the benches and told me I could sit anywhere. I just sat on the end, farthest away from Em’s family. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Time skip: Four days later ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I couldn’t take it. All my friends have dropped me, I couldn’t focus on any of my class work, and it just feels… wrong to be anywhere I’ve been with Em… without her here anymore. I just couldn’t. I walked to the same place they found her body, and threw myself over the railing. First I saw nothing. Then, light. And then… Emma. “Em?” I asked, walking towards her. She turned around, her face growing puzzled. “Cam?” She asked, leaving the embrace of her mother and walking towards me. “What are you doing here?” We asked at the same time. “Didn’t I… didn’t I just die?” She asked. I shook my head. “No, about two weeks ago…” i told her. “Why are you here?” She asked again. “I… i just couldn’t live in a world without you… I missed you too much, and I know that I don’t deserve your forgiveness, or you, or anything… but I’m hoping that I can earn back your trust eventually…” I said fast. I guess that’s a thing now. When i get nervous I talk fast. “Cam… you didn’t have to die to get me to forgive you… I think I did, but… I don’t know…” she said. I pulled her into a hug, never wanting to let go. “I’m sorry for everything I put you through before…” I whispered into her ear. “Me too… but… Ive missed you Cammy.” She whispered. My heart skipped a beat at the old;l, familiar nickname. “I’ve missed you two Em” I said.

Drama

YA fiction

🎄🔥

E.S

1 min read

It was Christmas Eve when we just got back from my grandparents house. There was loads of lights on my home, inside and out. Before I could go in my mom and dad said they had a surprise for me, and that I had to wait outside while they got it ready. I was so excited, when they got inside i did a little happy dance. All of the sudden I heard a loud noise come from inside, and a scream. I looked up to see what was happening but everything looked normal. Until the entire house burst into flames. I cried for them to come out, but no one answered, I ran to the neighbors house and begged them to help. They called the police and took me inside to help me more. When the paramedics arrived they said that my parents weren’t able to be saved…Worst… Christmas…Ever

Horror

Toothbrush And Toothpaste

E.S

1 min read

Ahh, the toothbrush, where do I start? It can do so many things! Clean your teeth, clean your tongue, clean your gums, and moisturize your lips. And something Mrs you can get these magical spiny ones, that have rotating heads and deep-clean your teeth. And oh my Gods, toothpaste too! It is equally as impressive as the toothbrush. It goes onto the toothbrush, and helps clean your teeth too! It’s almost like magic. You can also use toothpaste to get rid of pimples (well, at least according to the internet in 2016) but I’m not really sure about that one. The toothbrush comes in so many different colors! Including: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, pink, brown, black, white, gray, light blue, dark blue, teal, ice blue, emerald, periwinkle, light pink, baby pink, baby blue, light green, dark green, olive green, light yellow, neon yellow, neon green, neon pink neon purple, neon blue, sky blue, dark red, light red, maroon, dark purple, light purple, cream, light gray, dark gray, off white, mauve, and even more! And here’s a little secret… sometimes toothpaste it three different colors! It’s really amazing to be honest. You should try them sometime.

Humour

The Talk

E.S

6 min read

She didn’t look up from the cracks on the sidewalk, nor did she turn down her street to go home. Instead, She just kept walking. I’ve been behind her, walking back to my house, since school ended, and she hasn’t tried to look at anyone or say anything all day. Maybe she didn’t realize, maybe I should tell her. “Hey, um, lily, you missed your street.” I said, hoping she would say something. Anything. But no. She just nodded her head, not bothering to look up. “Lily, did something happen? I-if you don’t want to go home… you can come to my house?” I offered her. Even though she hated me, and she thinks I hate her, I would never want someone to go somewhere they aren’t comfortable to. “Why do you care?” She asked, feigning tears. “I- uh, well, I understand how it feels to dread going somewhere every day, to not to feel safe somewhere. My mom used to be a major alcoholic, and if she got angry, she would take it out on me and my dad… screaming at us until she got mad and left for one, two, three days. Then she would come back and act like nothing was wrong.” I took a deep breath, “one day she decided she didn’t want to be like that anymore, she tried her best to get rid of alchohol, and she went to these classes for anger management. Nowadays, you would never guess she used to be like that.” I was now standing next to lily, hoping she’d at least want to talk to me after I just spilled my guts to her. She said “uhm. Today was the day my mom died, she was in a car accident and I was the only other person in the car, and well, I survived and… she didn’t and my dad blames me for it. He practiacally hates me, at her services I was crying and people came up to me first rather than my dad, ‘cause, you know, I was a seven year old with no mother figure anymore, and I had to witness her die. Well I guess he didn’t like that and he blew up at me right there, right then, not caring that people were horrified,” she took another breath, “and… he told me that I wasn’t allowed to- I wasn’t allowed to be sad. He told me it was my fault she died and that he wished I was the one who… died, rather than her.” Lily was now crying hysterically. I pulled her into my arms, her gaze still not leaving the ground, but she hugged me back. “Lily, that’s awful. I’m sure he didn’t mean it, and it was just in the heat of the moment.” I said quietly, while stroking her hair. She shook her head “No… he reminds me every year that he wishes we would of switched spots and that he hates me and I’m worthless… and I’m starting to believe him… maybe people would be better off without me.” My heart sank at her words, how could he say that to her? And how could she think that? “No, no, no, no, no, your not any of that, your amazing, and kind, and beautiful, and people would definatly miss you if you were gone.” I assured her, “who would ever miss me? I’m just the weird kid who’s mom is dead and everyone feels sorry for.” She cried into my chest, gripping my shirt in her hands. “Me. I would miss you. I can’t imagine what life would be like without you. And trust me. You’re not weird, and people really don’t feel bad for you all that much, I’m not even sure most of our school knows about your mom. Like think about it. I didn’t know, and I talk to you every day.” I said, trying to brighten her mood. I lead us over to a nearby stone wall and leaned against it, still holding lily close. “Yeah, I guess you do, but that’s not make fun of me. I don’t know if that counts.” “Lil, I make fun of you, because you think I hate you, and I guess I just didn’t feel like correcting you. And even though I pretty much only do that, I still know all about you. for some reason, when I hear anything that includes you, it sticks in my brain.” I smiled, silently pleading for her to look up at me. She didn’t, but that’s okay, because I’m still helping her feel a little better. Suddenly she blurted out something that shocked me. “He hits me… my dad that is.” My jaw tightened, pulling her into a warmer embrace. “Is that why…” I slightly pulled back, tilting her chin up with my hand and coming face to face with a large, red slap mark on her cheek. Tears welled in her eyes and my heart broke. This was her. The girl I’ve secretly loved for so many years. The girl who never fails to make me laugh. She was fragile. Breaking. But I would fix that if it took forever. “Cmon, you can stay at my place for now.” I said to her, wrapping an arm around her waist and guiding her down the road. “Are you mad at me for not telling you earlier?” Lily asked me. My jaw dropped. “No! Of course not, 1. You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to. And that goes for anyone, and 2. I could never be mad at you.” She nodded, mumbling “noted. Maybe I should steal your car next.” I chuckled at her small joke. As soon as we stepped inside my house my mother was there, greeting us. “Hi Lucas, who is this?” She asked l, trying to pry. “Mom. This is Lily. Lilly, that’s my mom. Okay, nice introductions, let’s go now.” I said worriedly, trying to pull her away from my mom and to my room. “Now now, wait a minute. _Why _is Lily over at our house? And why are you trying to pull her away so quickly?” She asked sneakily. I groaned, looking to Lily, seeing she has her head down again. “Lily just needs to be here right now mom. You don’t understand.” I said with annoyance tainting my voice. “Okay, okay, but yknow what i do understand? There will be no hanky panky under my roof, you hear that?” She exclaimed sternly. I felt my cheeks turn pink and I groaned again. “Mom, that’s not what this is okay?” I asked her rhetorically as I grabbed Lilys hand and was finally able to bring her to my room where she could feel safe. “Thanks Lucas. You’re really kind.” Lily said as she sat down on the edge of my bed. “Of course Lil, I’m always happy to help” i smiled, sitting next to her. “So tell me one more thigg by about you that nobody else knows. I told you two and you only told me one. So… the floor is yours.” She said to me. Before I could even think about it I blurted out “I’m in love with you.” I immediatly covered my mouth, and turned redder than a tomato. I uncovered my mouth to apologize.“I’m sor-“ I was cut off by something warm on my lips. My eyes widened seeing Lily. She was kissing me. She was kissing me! She. Was. Kissing. Me. I gasped into the kiss and immediately wrapped my arms around her. “I… love… you… too.” She whispered in between kisses. All of the sudden she stood up and walked in front of me, pushing me up the bed and pushing me into a laying position. She crawled on top of me, sitting on my stomach, not breaking the kiss. She lightly bit my bottom lip, causing my mouth to open, she took the opportunity to let her tongue into my mouth, and exploring it. She slowed the kiss down, savoring every moment. Then, she broke away, pulling me into a seated position and sliding into my lap. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled our bodies so close together that I could feel the heat radiating through her. She kissed me again, way slower this time around. She started moving in my lap, probably trying to get comfortable, but it was a bit… well, uncomfortable for me. I groaned slightly as she kept moving, kissing me more. Now I know her movement is purposeful, “lil…” I warned. “Hmm” she hummed back. The feeling was all becoming too much for me. I grabbed her hips, moving her in a way that felt way better for me and for her. I groaned again, guiding her back and forth faster. I laid back again, keeping her in an upright position. She was moving faster now. I then heard a soft rustling sound. Then felt items being dropped to the floor. I gasped in realization, but didn’t try to stop her. Then suddenly she lowered herself on me. I arched my back off the bed and gripped the sheets. I heard her noises and they made me want her more and more. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Time skip: later that night ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “I love, love, love you!” I yelled, spinning her in the air.

Romance

Drama

The Pool

E.S

2 min read

“Cold water feels warm while your freezing.” I said, in a snarky way, looking to my right to see my best friend, Wesley. He had a smug grin on his face knowing damn well what I was talking about. “It’s not my fault your so light” he retorted. I stepped further into the pool, shaking. I still can’t believe he just picked me up and threw me into the freezing cold water, now we’re at the shallow end of the pool, trying to get used to it. I sighed, “I guess, but you didn’t need to throw me.” He snickered, “but where’s the fun in that?” I rolled my eyes, stepping closer to him, using his body heat to warm myself up. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder as I looked up at the sky to see the glistening moon, it was so beautiful. “Isn’t the view beautiful?” I ask wesley, still looking up at the sky. “Yeah, it is.” He said. I moved my focus to his face, but he was already looking at me. “The moon?” I asked quietly, “or me?” He pulled me closer to him, our chests touching. “You, obviously.” He said. I felt blush pricking my cheeks and to keep Wesley from seeing I buried my head in his chest. If he knew I was blushing, he’d make fun of me so much. I mean, yeah, Wesley was really cute and attractive and really hot… and… you get the point, but it’s not like I like him, well, I love him, but it’s purely platonic. I wrapped my arms around his waist, angling my head to look to his face. He smiled down at me then suddenly moved his arms from my shoulders to my waist, picking me up and spinning me around. I squealed in surprise, my heart rate picking up. He quickly ran into the deep end, dunking us both into the water. I screamed, laughing as my head popped out of the water. I gripped Wesley’s strong arms, holding myself up. I looked into his eyes, seeing him laughing seemed to make time stop. My lips parted, and I leaned in closer to him, as he did the same. “Arianna… are we on the same page?” Wesley asked, leaning closer and lining up our lips. I nodded my head and moved my gaze down to his lips, my hands brushing his bare chest. He brought his mouth to mine, in a slow, but quickly intensifying kiss.

Poetry

Romance

Hide And Seek

E.S

2 min read

“Okay! You’re times up you better run!” I heard my friend call out. We were playing hide and seek with our whole friends group. I was hiding in a closet behind a whole bunch of clothes when I suddenly heard the door open. I held my breath, but when the person came into view I frowned. It was my enemy. “What are you doing here?! Go find your own spot!” I exclaimed. I act like I hate my enemy being in my friend group, but it’s not that bad, we just don’t talk to each other at all. “Shut up, you’re gonna get us caught.” He said in a low voice. I rolled my eyes, pressing my fingers to the space between my eyebrows. “No! Go away!” I said loudly. “Stop talking.” He whispered, walking closer to me, backing me up against the wall. My breath hitched in my throat and Intried to turn him away again. “No. Please leave!” I whined, pushing him back, at least I tried to, he was so strong. My hand’s rested against his chest for one second too long and he raised an eyebrow at me. I quickly pulled my hands away and put them behind my back before quietly saying “please go, you’re going to get me caught.” He smirked and shook his head. “I don’t think so, Avery.” “Okay then at least be quiet!” I loudly whispered. “Uhm. I hate to break it to you but your the one who’s yelling.” He said. I was about to protest but then we heard footsteps outside the closet door. I quickly shrunk into the wall, Nathan pushing his body against mine so we take up the least amount of space as possible. I felt my cheeks heat up l, but to hide it i pressed my forehead to his chest, trying to be as quiet as possible. Nathan snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me into an embrace. “Natha-“ i started, but before I could finish he brought his lips to mine to shut me up. I decided I was better off quiet and kissed him back. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He pushed me further against the wall, and then some. The door to the closet opened and we just kissed more, keeping eachother silent. The door closed again. Victory. I tried to pull away, but Nathan kept me close, not letting me go.

Romance

Cheating Surprises

E.S

1 min read

I walk into a resteraunt, looking around for my husband, suddenly I spotted him with another woman- My best friend. Bingo. I’ve had a feeling that he has been cheating on me and this only gives me more assurance. I slowly crept up on their table, watching as he looked so animated while talking to her. I felt my heart breaking as I approached them. “So. What’s up?” I asked. My husband looked up at me with wide eyes. “Baby! It’s not what it looks like!” He exclaimed, jumping up from the table and trying to take my hand. “What it looks like is you cheating on me!” I turned my ex-best friend“he’s not who he says he is. He’s a dirty, rotten, little cheater! And you’re an awful bestie!” I screamed, tears streaming down my face.” Suddenly all my friends gathered in the restaurant. “Surprise!” They all exclaimed. I looked around, puzzled. “So… what? I’m so confused? Are you guys cheering for me because my husband cheated and now we’re getting a divorce?” I asked, hysterical at this point. “No, honey, that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. We’ve been planning this surprise for you for ages. We were going to have one of your friends bring you here in a few hours. I was just shocked at you coming.” He explained to me, pulling my to his chest, as I dried my tears on his shirt. “I hate you” I mumbled.Though that was a total lie. He chuckled and said “I love you too.” Then leaned his head down to my ear “I have another surprise for you later 😏. Just wait and see.” My cheeks flushed at his words and I grinned so big. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into a deep kiss that conveyed all my love and affection for him. What happened next shocked me, all my friends joined our embrace. I laughed against his lips, wondering how got so lucky.

Romance

Drama

The Machine

E.S

1 min read

When I opened my eyes I tried to move my hand up to wipe them so I could see better, but something was restraining them. I did my best to clear them by blinking them looked around at where I am. What I saw was terrifying. My hands were tied down onto arm rests and my feet tied together. There was a hat-like bowl on my head and i felt something sharp pressing onto the back of my skull. I need to find a way to get out of this. I moved my hands side to side until the ropes came loose and I was able to free them. I still couldn’t move because of the restraint around my chest, but that was an easy fix. I unbuckled it with my hands then didn’t same for my feet. The last problem was the part that was on my head. It felt like iron that was welded onto my forehead. I tried to pull it off, but I couldn’t. Suddenly, I heard a drilling sound getting closer and closer. It was going very slow but then I abruptly realized what it was. It was the sharp object I’d felt before. It was a drill. I slid out from under the machine. I do t know why I didn’t think of that sooner.

Horror

Crime

A Day Of Surprises

E.S

2 min read

“I- I just wanted to let you know that I… love you.” I said to the woman of my dreams. She made a disgusted looking face. “Oh.” Is all she said. My heart broke. I’ve loved her for so long, I can’t believe this. “Oh, okay. Well then, just do what you want with that information and I’ll see you sometime… yeah, sometime.” I said, rushing in the other direction, my eyes watering. Later that day, at lunch, I saw her and her friends whispered ng with one another, then their eyes darted to me then back to their group, laughing hysterically. My face fell, I refused to look back in their direction and kept my eyes on my tray. My friends were all trying to get my attention, asking me how it went when I told her, but I wouldn’t look at anything or anyone. Suddenly my friend, Lucas grabbed my arm and forced me to look at them. “Yo, man, how did it go?” He asked. I just looked away. “Oh… sorry man, but there are other fish in the sea.” I nodded my head. A small smile foing on my face, ‘cause I had a secret. I was in love with Lucas to. He had no idea and I don’t plan on anyone knowing I was gay. That evening Lucas came over my house so we could play some COD and Fortnite and stuff, but something in the air felt different. It felt like there was almost a connection forming between us, like an electric current that was charging through the air. During a break between games, i just brought out some snacks when both Lucas and I reached for a chip out of the bag at the same time and somehow our fingers got tangled together, causing us to hold each other’s hand. I turned a light shade of red as I moved my hand to pull away, but he didn’t let me, refusing to let go. “Wait Aidan.” He whispered to me, moving closer. My heart picked up speed, thinking he was going to kiss me, but he just asked “how are you doing? I know you liked Taylor a lot.” My heart slowed. “Oh, yeah. I kinda got over it already, I realized she was actually really mean and not the type of person I’d want to be with.” I told him, glad I had someone to talk to. “That’s good, you finally realized that she’s a toxic little jerk who only passes her class if the topic is how rumors spread. A little hint: the answer is her.” I laughed at that little joke he made, basking in the feeling of being able to talk freely around him. I quickly realized our hands were still tightly clasped together. “Im going to tell you something no one else knows… because I trust you.” He said with a deep breath in. “Yeah?” I asked, encouraging him to confide in me. “I’m gay. Well, Bi, but… yeah.” He quickly said, squeezing his eyes shut. “Can I tell you something no one else knows?” I asked him, my heart soaring. “Yeah.” He answered. “ _im _bi.” I said as quick as he did. He smiled and pulled me in a hug. “I have another secret too.” I said, hoping this wasn’t the wrong choice. “I’m in love with you…” he lifted his eyes up to mine so we made eye contact. “Me too.” He said before bringing his lips to mine.

Romance

Amy

E.S

2 min read

“Now, honey I want you to follow my directions very carefully.” My imaginary friend Amy said to me. I enthusiastically nodded my head, excited she was giving me instructions. “So first. I want you to go and sneak into the woods in the yard, okay?” Amy asked me, I nodded again. I walked to my back door, reaching all the way up to reach the handle and opening the door, making sure to close it behind me. I ran down the porch steps and into the dark forest behind my house. I was so excited she was finally asking me do do something! She’s been telling me how much fun the other kids she’s been with before had for months! “Okay, Amy. I did it, what’s next?” I asked, barley able to stay still. “Okay, next run as far into the woods as you can! And hurry before your mom and dad come out and try and stop you.” “Okay!” I exclaimed, rushing through the trees until I collapsed, trying to catch my breath. “Oh…Kay… what next?” I asked, still breathless. “Now collect a big pile of the sharpest rocks you can find…” I found this instruction sort of unusual, but it was Amy, and she would never have me do anything dangerous. I took a few minutes collecting sharp, pointy rocks carefully. I don’t know how long I spent, but I soon had a ginormous pile of rocks piled in the middle of the woods, and the sun was starting to set. “Honey! Honey! Where are you?” I heard my mommy and daddy calling. I wanted to go and run to them, but Amy told me no. “Final step Honey. Take the sharpest, pointiest, hardest rock in your pile, and press it to your arm until you see red.” I started to worry why Amy wanted this? Why did she want me to hurt myself? “Oh, okay…” I said, in a small voice, too afraid to stand up to her. I found the rock she wished for and held it to the inside of my forearm and pressed hard, a small amount of blood started to pool, and i was about to take the rock away, but Amy insisted I don’t take it off. “Honey, you’ll be okay, just don’t move it.” She said in a kind of aggressive manner. Now, I saw a lot of blood. “A-Amy… I’m scared, this hurts and I’m starting to feel light hea…” my voice cut off as I passed out. I heard my parents voice getting closer and closer. “Honey? Honey! Oh my god!” I heard my mother cry as she picked up my limp body, my mind fading away quickly. “HONEY? WHAT HAPPENED? WHAT DID YOU DO?” She asked horrified. “A-Amy told me to” I squeaked out before my body went completely limp and my mind left my body. “NO!” She screamed, holding my, cold body close to her chest, my daddy coming up next to us and crying too. I don’t know where I was right now, but I felt tears running down my face too. I tried to move my arm to wipe them, but I couldn’t move. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Time skip: Honeys funeral ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “She was only fi...ve years old.” My mother said, her voice breaking as she continued my eulogy. “She was loved by all, no one disliked her. She was so helpful and kind and smart and everything anyone would have wanted.”

Horror

Mystery