The Screaming Woods
This story is based off an [odd] dream I had the other day. I thought it was kinda good enough... so I decided to make it into a story!
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I woke up to the pale moonlight coming in through the open window. I blinked a few times, trying to come out of the haze sleep has left me in. I lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. Wood... grey... tress... There was something... something important that I needed to remember. But what?
I rolled onto my side and winced at the pain in my head. I ignored it and squinted.
My five-year-old sister, Cecily, lay on a separate bed beside me. She lay curled on her side with the covers up to her chin. Her brown hair was already coming out of her pigtails from her restless movement.
Trees... car... running... from what? What was it? Why can't I remember? Why was it so important that I remember?
I tried to remember what was so important. Something, a memory, was tickling at the back of my head. Teasing me. Come on. Come on! Come on! Why can't I-
It came back to me in a rush and I was instantly sucked into the memory.
We were in the car. My two friends, Becca and Heidi, Heidi's boyfriend, Marcus, and Cecily, who had refused to be left behind. Marcus was driving with Heidi in the front while Becca, Cecily, and I sat in the back. We were heading to Dering Wood. We were going to camp out tonight.
As we got near, a sign with bold white letters stood off to the side. It read:
When we got there, we all got out and stretched. It had been a five mile drive, but being cramped up in Becca's father's car was a nightmare... nightmare. We came not knowing that that was all we were heading towards. A nightmare.
The sun was still up, but judging by it's position in the sky, it would soon be night. The breeze was light and it blew sweet smells from the trees to us.
I turned around and saw Heidi leaning in to Marcus, whom had his arm wrapped around her shoulders.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Can you bring my things for me?" She asked.
I stared at her for a moment and then smiled sweetly, batting eyelashes at her.
"Yes, Mistress!" I said in a sing-song voice.
She glared at me. Marcus laughed and kissed her cheek. She scowled and I laughed. She stuck her tongue a out at me. I took a step back and feigned hurt.
"Mistress, have you no respect for your servants?" I asked in mock horror.
She tipped her chin up a small fraction.
"No. Now hurry up!" She said curtly and stomped off angrily. Marcus looked at me and shrugged apologetically and then hurried after Heidi.
I gave Becca a sideways glance. She looked at me and that was all it took to have us both cracking up. Becca was leaning against the car trying to get her breath back. I even had tears in my eyes!
My laughter faded and I looked at Cecily.
"What does it mean?" She asked me.
"Oh, nothing, Cecy." I said, calling her by her nickname. "Come on. Let's get going." I said, putting my arm over her shoulder. I walked over to the trunk and grabbed the bag of marshmallows. "Do you think you can carry these-"
"YES!" She squealed, jumping up and down.
"Without eating them on our way over there?" I finished.
"Fine..." She sighed.
I laughed and gave her the bag and grabbed one of the four backpacks we brought.
"Hey, Becca!" I yelled.
"Shouldn't Marcus be a gentleman and come help us with... this?" I asked, grunting as I slung the strap over my shoulder.
"Yeah, he should be... but he's not." She said.
"What's in here anyways? Did he pack rocks or something? I swear, this thing probably weighs three times his weight, and he expects us to carry it?" I asked exasperated.
She shook her head.
"He'll probably come for the rest later." She came over and picked one up. "Crap!" She squealed, falling over with the backpack.
I helped her to her feet.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She replied, brushing off the dirt from her arms and pants.
"C'mon. Let's go. They've got about five minutes ahead of us and I don't even know where we'll be going." I said.
"M'kay." She mumbled.
I grabbed the car keys and slipped them into my back pocket, leaving the car unlocked. I closed the trunk and grabbed my sister's hand. We looked at each other and then headed into the dark, ominous woods.
The more distance we put between us and the car, and the deeper we went into the woods, the more I got the eerie feeling that someone was watching us...