Dipper' s POV
I put on my jacket and shoes. Head down stairs, my uncle greets me with a plate of pancakes.
"Dipper, good you're up" Uncle Ford said
I just stared at him, my mind still fixed on my dream.
"Dipper...about yesterday"
"Uhuh"
"I wanted to talk to you about that"
"Uhuh"
"Dipper are you even listening to what I'm saying?"
"Not really"
Ford, I could tell he got upset at what I said. Not like I didn't care, I was just tired. Too tired to care, I just wanted to leave and go to the woods.
"Dipper where did this attitude come from?" Ford asked
I just sighed and looked down
"I'm just tired, ok"
Ford shook his head
"Dipper...I have to ask you something"
I walked past him "not now, I have something to do"
He grabbed me by my arm
"Dipper-" I cut him off
"Not now" I pulled my arm away and ran out the door.
I ran towards the forest, and stop in front of it.
I look into the forest and let out a sigh...
Am I really doing this..?
I walked in, not knowing where I was going. Just knowing that I had to be in there...
As I was walking, I kept thinking about that dream I had. Wondering what it meant.
I stopped. I looked around....felt like I was being watched....
Then a rustling came from behind me
"Hello, pinetree...."