Chapter One: The moment of discovery

11 0 0
                                        

     I raced the bike as fast as I could following the zigzag trail going as fast as I could without hitting rocks, tree, and other obstacles in the woods. I couldn't see my friends on the other bikes because we had chosen different paths. The woods had 7 paths all made by nature (and years of us riding down them help pave the path). This was a new path though, one I had never gone on before. The path looked like it was going to be a little bit faster. All of the sudden I see a rabbit in the path, I swerve our of the way and go over the handle bars and go smack in to a woodshed, breaking down the wall and knocking me out. 

POV Toms friend Carter,

     "Where is Tom", I said "That path could not have been that long, and he usually rides his bike dangerously fast". 

Maybe "he crashed", Anya said.

"No", I said, "I do not think that he crashed he has too much experience. He probably tricked us and went back to the house, Anya can you go back up the hill on the lift and go see if Tom is at the house. 

POV Anya

I stepped on the old ski lift that Toms dad had installed for us as a summer project . He had mounted little wire shelves on the front of the lift so that we could carry our bikes up the hill. "Toooooooooooooommmmmmmm" I yelled as I walked into the empty house. Toms parents must have been out on a shopping trip and then the phone rang. It was a strange number one that was not in the call directory I picked it up and I heard; "IF YOU EVER WANT TO SEE TOM AGAIN...

  



The House Down The HillLa tua prossima ossessione. Scoprilo ora