Obsidian Trails

Obsidian Trails

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Ebenigger By Ebenigger Updated Sep 20, 2014

"This here's poison oak. You'd want to stay clear of it while you're here. That and stick to the trails and ya'll be fine," Mr.Denbrough explained to the newer kids, barely glancing towards us. 

Sure, we may have been here last year but human beings forget sometimes. I looked over my shoulder and see Alex talking to Brooks.  

Alex is my best friend. We've known each other for 8 years and people say we look like brothers. We're pretty much the same except for the fact that he is ridiculously superstitious.  

A few years ago he threatened to do some voodoo shit on Barry Holsten, the high school bully; but that only won him a bloody nose. 

For the past five years, I've had a considerate liking for Brooks. And that grew into a serious crush a year after when I finally started talking to her. 

I didn't tell anyone. Not even Alex. He was notorious for having a big mouth, and he was as good keeping secrets as Shaquille O'Neil was at miniature golf. 

It was a mid-summers day, but the sky...