Post by Ryuga on Feb 2, 2012 20:11:56 GMT -5
I always knew that I was a coward, but to move to a completely new town because of my embarrassment? A little wimpy don’t you think? And pretty sad…
As I walked towards the suburban Col-de-sac, of this oddly quiet town, I spotted a child’s bicycle. It lay on its side, with one wheel slowly turning.
I looked around to see if there were any children around that could own that bike. No one. As I paced towards it, the cold breeze skimmed my face like a feather flying by. I halted suddenly into place, when I saw what seemed to be newly spilled blood, smeared on the ground, leading to the forest.
-Crap, the kid is probably hurt- I told myself. So of course I ran towards the forest to help out the kid! Even though I was scared to death – which was pretty predictable- when it came to one’s safety, I wouldn’t hold back. Couldn’t, in fact. Ever.
“Hello?” I called out. “Kid, if you’re hurt, just call out and I’ll help you!” I yelled once more, looking in every direction. I finally located a body, it seemed. It was lying on the ground, but I couldn’t tell if it was a boy or a girl.
-Oh god…-
“Kid?” I whispered, getting closer and realized it was a boy. But, he wasn’t moving. Why wasn’t he moving?!!
I reached out for him, and turned him around to face me. “Damn it!” I jumped back, away from the body when I spotted a carved in hole where his heart was supposed to be!
Suddenly, I heard faint breathing. Although it was faint, it was also quick, and close. I backed away from the body, and headed towards the enormous oak tree where the noise was coming from. Behind it, was a blond haired boy, about my age. Sixteen, or seventeen years old, I guessed. He was crying, and sweating. His face and clothes were smothered with both mud and blood. The place that the blood seemed to be coming from was the dripping heart in his shaky hands.
