User:ThePancakeBandit

I was known as the “freaky loner kid” in school. Personally, I didn’t think that I was weird. There was nothing weird about me. I dressed normally, talked normally, I did every “normally”. But, whatever I tried, I was never normal. I guess the only weird thing about me was that I had no friends. Everyone avoided me, but I didn’t know why. I still don’t. I remember the day everything changed. I was walking home from school, my beat up converse crunching in the leaves. I was passing a huge forest that I had never seen before. I halted to a stop, and stared at the trees. It was the middle of the school year, and I had been walking home since day 1. But, I had never seen this forest before. I shrugged and began walking again. I was too tired to explore, anyways.

It had been a few days since the sudden appearance of the forest. I had been thinking of it the whole day, and couldn’t think of anything else. The school bell rang, leaving a buzz in my ears. I sighed and got up and trudged out of the classroom, and slowly looked to my left. Of course, there were the cheerleaders, giggling and gossiping. I mentally groaned, regretting I picked my locker next to theirs. I walked over and quickly did my combination and pulled out my books. “Aw, look who it is. Freddy the freak show!” Laughter broke out, and I rolled my green eyes. I spun on my heel and stalked off, mumbling under my breath.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood in front of the forest, staring at the assortment of green colors. I bit into my lip and slowly walked forward. I pushed through the leaves and looked around. Nothing interesting. Just trees. Plain trees. I smiled a little, and slowly approached a huge tree. I slid down the trunk and pulled my knees to my chest. I pulled out my sketchbook and began drawing.

Rustle, rustle. I spun around, my eyes twinkling with fear. I slowly got up and stumbled back, my legs wobbly. “Freddy… I was waiting for you yesterday… Why didn’t you come..?” A scratchy, raspy voice hissed. I stood frozen, my eyes wide. Suddenly, a large figure emerged from the trees. I tried to scream, but I couldn’t. I was paralyzed. This can’t be happening, no, no, no. “You don’t care… I see….” The figure lunged at me and let out a loud bloodcurdling screech.

“Freddy! Freddy! Wake up!!” I jumped out of bed to see my mother standing there, looking horrified. “Freddy, are you okay?” I nodded. “Alright, get dressed… Y-You have school…” Mom frowned and walked off. It was a dream. Everything was a dream.

But, sometimes, I wish I could wake up without claw marks on my torso.