by Mansi Kabre
The bell rang and I sprung up, out of my daze.
Slowly I got out of my seat, still trying to get a glance at the figure. It was an impossible task that killed me as I continued to fail. At last, I left to walk home.
While walking home, I kept thinking about the disappearing guy in the graffiti, trying to remember a little bit about how he looked when I heard, “Hey why are you still in your pajamas?”
I looked down at my clothes, then backed up to see my best friend Carrie, grinning.
“Pj’s, so that’s what gets you out of your little dazes.”
“Sorry.” I muttered sheepishly.
“So, what were you wondering about this time?”
“Well, you know the building with the graffiti on it, that you can see right outside Spanish class?”
“I was looking at it again, and this time I saw someone in it, but it kept on disappearing.”
“What do you mean by disappearing?”
“Well, he looked like he was there as an outline, but then I tried to look a little more carefully, and he was just gone.”
“Er.. okay. How much homework do you have and when do your parents come back from work?” Carrie asked.
“I don’t have any homework and my parents get home around seven. Why?”
She looked down at her watch, that read, 3:07 p.m.
“My parents don’t come back until around nine, and that building is only about a mile away. We can take a closer look, and make it back before your parents get home.”
“What? We can’t do that, we don’t even know what’s in those woods!”
“Oh please. These woods are completely abandoned. Its not like the trees will attack us.”
Looking out at the building, I felt my curiosity grow once again.
We made a trek through the woods, in order to get to the building faster. It was your typical, backyard woods; trees, soil, and bumpy rocks and roots. Yet something made me feel a little off. I gulped and continued on.
Looking down, I made my way through and over the obstacles, when I felt a sudden shift beneath my feet. “Carrie, come here, get down, now.” I whispered with urgency.
“What is it?” she asked
I paused looking around finding nothing unusual or large.
“I thought I felt something underneath my feet.”
“Well, I felt nothing. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I still don’t have a great feeling about these woods though. I guess it was just in my head.”
We continued through the woods, and I was going very slowly due to the strange feeling from before. But, then I felt it again. Stronger. It felt as if I were standing in the middle of a trampoline, and everyone else around me was jumping up and down. I tried to keep my balance, but it was impossible. I fell down and couldn’t get back up. The shaking was getting more and more violent.
“Mel. Melonie! Are you okay? Why are you shaking?” Carrie asked.
Huh? Me? I wasn’t the one shaking. It was the ground. How could she not feel that? And how did she not lose her balance? All the trees around us started whipping around, causing a branch to come hurling towards us. “Duck!” I tried to call out, but it was too late. The branch hit Carrie in the back, but as it hit her, she disappeared, and everything stopped. The shaking. The wind. Everything.
Never did I think the trees would actually attack.