What if every night since the age of 6 you begin to have the same frequent dream where your lying there dead in a puddle of ur own blood.
What if you feel that someone is watching u every night you go to sleep.
What if you made one decision that wis...
"1,2,3, 4,5,6-" I counted aloud with a giggle while peeking through the cracks in my little fingers, even though they were supposed to be covering my eyes. I watch Laura as she trudges barefooted across the wispy green grass frantically trying to find a hiding place before I stopped counting. It was our second game of Hide and Seek and she had won the first time so now it was my turn, even if I was cheating a little. Watching her I noted that her favorite green dress unknowingly was now caked with dirt splatters even though there was no mud around for to her wallow in, perceiving her once more I see her disappears behind the house so I can't see her anymore "8,9,10" ,I can hear her muffled giggles as she obscures herself and waits for me to come "11,12,13,14-" I lean back and forth on my heels feeling uncomfortable, It's a hot July afternoon and I can sense sweat rolling down my back because the heat was penetrating my skin like stinging needles "16,17,18" a roar of laughter abrupts nearby and I can hear our mothers cackling and holding cups of cold lemonade clinking with ice. It's a usual Play date for Laura and myself, an occasional one we'd been having since I moved here with my mother at three, and now we were at it again playing our favorite game of hide and seek "19.....20!" I finish off loudly "ready or not here I come!" I tip toe through the grass moving swiftly but quietly as I searched for my prey. I can hear her soft chuckles and I follow them, my ear pointed out into the wind, pursuing the sound wherever it takes me, the laughter gets louder as I near a small bush at the back of our old house, I freeze, and then proceed to move forward. The grass was thicker and it went all the way up to my mid-line causing rashes on me bare legs, we weren't allowed back here but the weeds were tall enough for us hide in, I pushed them back and kept moving forward, stepping into some mud along the way that I resisted the urge to gag at, since I was barefooted as well, "Gotcha!" I yell and Pull the thick branches back once I'm close enough to the bush, "no you didn't!" she squeals and jolts up from her crouching position "you have to touch me first!" I chase after her and she giggles in delight "i'm gonna get you!" I say and run as fast as my little legs would take me "no you won't" she teases and I chase her around in circles huffing and puffing tiredly, and once I'm so close to touching her back she speeds up and escapes from my touch "told you" she says and wiggles her tongue at me as she runs faster. " I will!" I say matter of factly, she laughs and skimpers up the ladder in to an old withered rotten wooded tree house that had been in our yard prior to moving in the neighborhood, there were broken windows and some of it's walls were absent, it looked unsafe but I proceeded to climb up the ladder anyway just to prove I would win "no you won't!" she yells down from the top and wiggles her tongue at me again "just wait!" I warn and climb calmly upwards on the ladder because I was out of breath, she giggles and waits for me at the top, her small round face watching in pleasure as I struggled on my descent, while in her hand a small old teddy bear that I hadn't realized she was holding dangles like an ornament. I finally reach the top and she steps back with a giggle. The wood in the tree house is damp, soft, and cold, and I wiggle my little toes on it as I took a glimpse around. It looked exactly how it appeared from the external, unsafe and dark. my conscience eggs me to get out but I continue to stay, a soft wind grabs my hair and swings it, while the old tree holding the tree house shakes "aren't you gonna catch me?!" Laura Is on the far side of the tree house now, she's waggling her tongue and shaking her rump "na na boo boo you can't catch me!" she calls out " I run after her, my feet sinking into the decaying floor boards as I mustered all my little strength into chasing her. I chase her around and around the tree house until she's out of breath, she stops and gasps with her hands on her knees on the edge of the tree house "I'm tired. let's take a break" she wheezes pausing a few inches in front of me, and I pause in mid-run, an evil smirk creeping across my face, I would go after her anyway, I pounce and tackle her to the ground "stop!!!" she screams with a giggle and escapes from under me with a run "I already got you" I say frowning "no you didn't" she retorted while running around me teasingly
