Walking along the path began to become creepy. So Becky became scared, which lead to her screaming every time one of us stepped on a twig. Which lead her becoming more scared because she said she heard screaming, which was just and echo of her screaming.
Walking got boring after a while so we started running around the forest preserve. It was like something my brother and his pack of straight white boy friends would do, but it was fun.
"OW!!" Margret exclaimed, I fell over a rock.
That gave me an idea, soon we started putting pebbles on the smooth part of the road making them confused and they would stop, get out of the car, check what was happening and go back and drive away. It was hilarious, one guy was screaming at us, but we were hidden, so he looked like a lunatic and eventually just slipped on the peddles, and left. Soon after that we walked away and went deeper into the woods, even though we knew it was dangerous there because bears had been spotted there.
"We should start going back" Becky says
"What, no" i say "In thirty minutes we will, I've never been here before this deep in"
"Okay i guess" she says
As we walked we laughed and talk making it not as creepy anymore, then i say we should go now. As we turn around we stare dead into the eyes of a large, snarling, yellow eyed wolf. I shart myself right on the spot. Then Becky starts to cry, thinking this is the end. At that moment Margret whispers, run on three meet you outside of "Club de Chicos" . We all nod and chant, 1-2-3. As we run in separate directions me going toward the lake, Margret going the opposite way, and Becky going directly backwards the wolf is sent into a scrabble but I think he is coming after me. I don't dare look back.
"AHHHHHH" a loud scream comes from behind me, and I and i know its Becky. I start to cry wondering if she is dead or if she is alive. Soon I get to a tree low enough for me to get in but high enough to get away from the wolf if its behind me. I jump, I'm in. Its not behind me, I start to cry then it becomes a full on melt down. I don't know if Becky, or Margret too, are hurt or alive. The only way to find out is so get to "Club de Chicos".
"Lets roll" i say to motivate myself. I decide it would be a good idea to walk around the lake and to the club.I get down and walk that way using my phone for a light. As I walk a but further down I look at the lake, and how the moon and the stars make it so pretty. The moon looked flawless on the lake and I think it was very soothing, considering what just happened, and that was all I needed to calm down. I walk a bit farther and I notice someone sitting on the lake side, I soon realize that could be Becky or Margret. I sprint over there as fast as my fatness will let me without dying to death.
"Hey" I yell, and I guess I sounded like an officer or something because he quickly got up with a scared look on his face and says
"Sorry, I know it's late but I'm just sitting"
"It's fine I'm not the police" i reply. As I try to stay hidden behind a tree I look at him carefully, he has brown curly hair, tinted skin, and was very tall and his muscles showed through his netted tank. I ask.
"How old are you?"
"I'm thirteen, turning fourteen this year." he says, the sense of fear has left his voice and now turned into a more brave and fierce tone.
"Where do you go to school?" i say
"I don't" he says calmly.
"Well next year you should go to the high school, Richards" I tell him.
"I will" he says
"Wha-What is your name?" i say this at the exact moment I emerge from behind the shadow and guard of the tree. As I do I know I look hella sexy because I can smell my perfume and I am always confident. When I come out from behind the tree, he has this look on his face, like he just saw a quadruple rainbow, and I think for a second, "Is it me, do I look bad or good?"
"Uhh-Umm Seth" he says nervously
"Okay we-" I begin to say, but at that exact moment I hear Margret's scream, "JAKE".
"I'm sorry" I say " I have to go"
"But when can i see you again?" he asks with a purpose
"Soon" I say. Then I run towards the sound of Margret's scream.

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The Boy At The Water
RandomJake Nickle was an average middle schooler, with average problems, average family, average friends. But what he doesn't know is his life is changed in a second. When joking around with his friends he is caught without them in the deepest part of the...