My parents were sound asleep. Chicken was sound asleep. The moon was glowing brightly in the night sky. And I, Skylar Anderson, was dressed up in butt-kicking jeans, black T-shirt and knee high boots.
I looked at myself in the mirror and realized how it might be just too much. With a sigh, I went back and changed into another pair of jeans, full sleeved sweater and my sneakers.
And like that, I jumped down from my window which wasn't much high and took my bicycle. Unlike Alex's parents, my parents thought I was very much young to get a car. So, I got stuck with a bicycle.
But anyways, I had something.
I took off towards the street which was so called Chriswood. I didn't know the way, but Google did and so I followed the Google maps.
After so many turns into dark isolated streets, I reached a place which looked more isolated than the streets before. All the surroundings were dark with just a moon shining above. It made it look creepier.
I parked my bicycle in the corner and took my helmet off. Then I started my way forward. I slowly walked looking at the scraped fence beside me. Moving alongside it, I found myself behind a big playground.
I stopped and finally registered something. This playground looked straight out from a horror movie.
"Hello? Is somebody alive?" I asked awkwardly.
Just as I finished my sentence, I heard a crunch of a twig behind me. I turned abruptly to find no one. I had no idea what that was or where I was supposed to go.
"Whoever you are...please don't tell me you're a ghost." I said as my voice lowered into a pathetic one.
Who wouldn't be scared of ghosts?
I looked around for somebody. Whoever sent me the letter, that person must be here. I didn't just sacrifice my good night's sleep for nothing.
I'm in a freaking haunted playground!
I felt my heart hammering inside my chest. Maybe I shouldn't have come here. Maybe I made a mistake. Maybe I'll end up dead. How will my parents feel when they'll find out that their only daughter's body was found in a playground near Chriswood street?
I should've left a note.
I shuddered at that thought and decided to go back to my bicycle.
Just when I took a step, I heard a bullet firing. My eyes almost popped out of my sockets as I froze right at my spot and looked around. Believe it or not, that was a gunshot. I could still make out the sound of it ringing in my ears.
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Bitter Heart | ✔Teen Fiction
Caden Fernando Miller. Hot, notorious and the most famous bad boy of Crestmont High. Attention seekers flirt with him. Idiots fight with him. The ones who are rewarded with a piece of sense by God, they stay away from him. If you fight with him, you...