Then I saw it. As the car roars to life I look to the back mirror of our car. A man riding a horse closing up in us. The man driving hits the accelerator real hard and we got on the road collecting speed as we proceed. I automatically clip my seat belt into place and held tight on my bag. My hands were sweating. Our speed is going too fast. My eyes budge larger and look for the person chasing us. Logically he can't chase us because he's riding a horse. It's just a horse. But there he is just beside us on the driver's side.
That's when our windows slide down and he raises his bow at the driver. My heart beats faster, my breathing increased, my pulse is jumping all around my body like crazy. The driver tries to pull up the windows as he drive. Our speed was crazy and as he tried to search for the window button and his other hand on the steering wasn't stable. We shook a little from left to right. As the windows are closing I relaxed a bit. That's when the most ridiculous thing happened. The man on the horse raises his arm and the window goes down again. What was that? Some sort of magic?? The driver struggle to keep the car stable while flinging the window switch.
I feel it. I feel it was time. I look away from the man on the horse the driver and the boy. I looked away and shut my eyes and held tight on the seat belt. I let out a slow breath. There was silence, there was the sound of the wind and the speed of the car. Then the sound of an arrow being shot and hitting a target. I shook as I heard the arrow hitting something. I knew it hit the driver. I knew it hit on the neck. A second arrow was shot. then the whole car flips."
I shot my eyelids up. It was freezing and i checked the time, it was 5.09am. My heart beat was beating and jumping really fast. I turn and try to rub the fuzzy dream out of my head. I wipe away the feelings. Then I slowly melt away into my bed again falling asleep.
"I was having a sleepover at CL's place. We were spreading out a mattress on the wooden floor. We seem to be in a wooden cottage. There was a computer behind me sitting on top of a woodden desk. Eveything in the room was dull, it was all.. wood. I could hear CL talking but couldn't make out the words. And there was someone else with us in the room spreading the bed too. but I couldn't make out who was that.They were talking about a spirit who kills. I laugh away their talk and inside I was afraid. It was I could feel the presence of the spirit and I know it is real.
They shut the lights, and place a very weird piece of paper on their forehead with weird writings on it. I didn't want to put that on my forehead . I thought it won't be anything, it's just a story about the spirit, I'll be okay. After a few minutes, i could hear something rushing towards our room from the outside. I squeeze my eyes shut, the noise seem to not bother CL and her other friend. The door flung open and something rushes in and then silence. I slowly peep through my eyelids, and there it is right infront of my face some thing like a shadow, black with red blood shot eyes."
After that my dad came to bug me to study when I was eating my breakfast. I know he's bugging me for my own good. But it really gets on my nerves because when I had it all plan out I don't like someone else telling me what to do. It;s my personal issue, i know.
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