So, in English we had to write these short story things and this is mine. I just wanted to see what bạn guys thought of my writing.
This isn't a fanfiction of any book hoặc anything, I wrote it all...I hope it's allowed...anyways, on with the story.
Rating: YA
Type: Action, Mystery, Romance...
Secrets of the Shadows
“Why are we here, Ethan?” Sarah whispered as we moved through the cemetery. It was a cool, quiet night with the moon glaring down at us. No one was around, but considering it was midnight and we were creeping around a graveyard, that wasn’t surprising. It was quite relieving actually. I couldn’t face this in front of other people, except Sarah of course.
I looked at Sarah, her eyes shining in the moonlight. “I’ve been coming every night to see…her. But I couldn’t face it alone tonight. I need bạn with me.”
There was a sigh and Sarah took my hand. She forced me to look at her. “Ethan, listen to me. I know bạn miss your mom. I know how hard this is. Trust me, I do. But this needs to stop. bạn can’t keep coming out here every night; it’s not good for you.”
I sat down suddenly, feeling as if my strength was seeping out of me. “I just, I don’t - it’s so hard. I don’t know what to do.”
“You need to accept that she’s gone and not coming back. bạn need to di chuyển on Ethan. Instead of thinking about the bad, think about the good. Think of all the great times bạn had together and let that be how bạn remember her.” Sarah đã đưa ý kiến softly, crouching down tiếp theo to me. “And no thêm coming to see her grave at night. Not only does it make it thêm difficult, but it’s not safe. bạn know that.”
I nodded, holding back a sob. She got to her feet and helped me up. “You’re right. Of course bạn are. You’re always right.” I smiled weakly. “Thank you. But…since we’re here…do bạn mind?”
“I guess we might as well.” Sarah sighed. “But let’s make it quick, it is really creepy out here.”
As we made our way through the graveyard, we were mice. The slightest sound echoed through the night. So of course I just had to fall over. My foot snagged on a root and I tumbled down, the quiet making it seem louder than it should. I landed face first and got a mouth full of wet leaves and dirt
“Ethan?” Sarah breathed. “Are bạn okay?” I nodded and started to push myself up when the gravestone to my right caught my eye. It was probably the brightest stone in the whole place which meant I could read it. The name was covered with vines but the inscription was clearly visible.
“That’s creepy,” I said. “This grave says ‘Beware the shadows.’ Is that ominous hoặc what?”
“Come on, get up. I think we should go, I have a really bad feeling.” Sarah grabbed my shoulder, trying to pull me up. I resisted; I wasn’t going to leave without seeing the grave. “Ethan, please!”
“Oh, don’t go! That would ruin the party.” A voice called out from a nearby tree. A man stepped out of the shadows and began to work his way through the grave stones toward us. I scrambled up, putting myself in front of Sarah. As he came closer I saw that he was wearing a trench coat, all black, and had a hat pulled over his face. Not only was his appearance eerie, but his voice was razor-sharp and cold, almost sinister.
“Who are you? What do bạn want?” I asked coldly. The man’s lips pulled up into a smirk and he let out an unsettling and definitely evil laugh.
“Oh Ethan, bạn know me. hoặc at least, I know you.” he answered. I started to back up nervously, taking Sarah with me. “Don’t do that! You’ll only make this harder on yourself. Not to mention get the girl involved and I’m sure bạn don’t want to do that.”
“Run.” I whispered so the man wouldn’t hear. “And don’t stop until bạn find help.”
I could feel Sarah shaking her head behind me. “No, I’m not leaving you.”
I opened my mouth to retaliate and the man sighed. “Let’s cut to the chase. Now Ethan, I know bạn recently Mất tích your mother, but bạn don’t really know how hoặc why…do you?.” I froze and looked warily at him. “I know what you’re going to ask. ‘How did bạn know that, blah, blah, blah.’ Well, sadly enough, it was me, I killed her.”
I open my mouth again but nothing came out. This man had killed my mother? He’s the one who tore my family apart? He’s the reason for all of this? Rage washed through me, and a desire for revenge. I tried to say something fierce, something that would give me an upper hand. But all that came out was a weak “Why?”
“Well it’s complicated.” The man đã đưa ý kiến continuing to walk towards us. “She was in the way of my plan. She refused to give me what I wanted, so she paid for it.”
I curled my hands into fists. This guy was a lunatic, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of hiển thị fear. “I’m going to ask bạn one thêm time. What do bạn want?”
“You, of course. Well, bạn dead, actually. That’s all I ever wanted and it’s taken me too long to get it.” The man hissed. “So I suggest that bạn tell your little friend to run. bạn wouldn’t want her hurt, would you?”
Without a thought, I lunged phía trước, chuyển tiếp tackling him. Together, we fell to the ground in the heap, rolling over the grass, throwing punches in each other’s face. I wasn’t the type of person to get in a fight, but standing in front of the man who killed my mom, had the nerve to threaten Sarah, and put my life in danger, I Mất tích it.
Neither of us could land a hit, though there was no lack of trying. It was so dark, I could barely see his face. My back hit a tree, allowing the crazy man to get on hàng đầu, đầu trang of me and press his fingers into my throat. My air supply was cut off and I gasped for breath that wouldn’t come. My vision started to get fuzzy; the only thing I could hear was the man’s maniacal laugh and Sarah’s screams. Then suddenly air rushed into my lungs and there was the sound of rock hitting flesh. The man was holding his hands to his nose, blood gushing from his fingers.
“How dare you?” he roared at Sarah, who had obviously thrown the rock at his face. The man glared at me. “So much for leaving your girlfriend out of this.”
He moved so quickly that she didn’t even see it coming. Sarah fell back as the man slapped her cheek with such force that it rang out through the cemetery. He pulled out a dao, con dao that glinted in the darkness and held it to her chest. I couldn’t let this happen. There was no way. It took all my strength but I leaped up and knocked the man sideways, kicking the dao, con dao out of his hand. He screamed and punched me in the face, my nose cracking under his fist. I fell to my knees, trying to get up, but there seemed to be no strength left in my body. The man had picked up the dao, con dao and was standing over me. “Goodbye Ethan. It looks like you’ll be going the same way as your mother,” He whispered.
Time slowed as the dao, con dao flew towards me, but there was nothing I could do to save me hoặc Sarah. It slammed into my stomach and I buckled forward, staring at the dao, con dao in my stomach. It looked almost dreamlike sticking out the way it was. But I knew it wasn’t a dream, because I felt every inch of the blade. The last thing I heard before my vision dissolved was a heart-wrenching cry and some very sinister laughter.
“Ethan, please wake up, bạn have to wake up.” Sarah voice rang in my ear. I blinked, the shapes and colours of the darkness slowly starting to reform around me. Sarah was kneeling tiếp theo to me with tears streaming down her face. When she saw that my eyes were open she threw her arms around my shoulders. “Thank the gods, you’re alive.”
“What happened?” I croaked. My voice sounded tinny and hoarse. My mind flashed back to the last thing I remembered. The man, the knife, my stomach. I looked down and saw that the dao, con dao was gone but blood stained my áo sơ mi and the surrounding grass. I winced as the pain returned in full force.
“It was so confusing,” Sarah whispered. “He stabbed bạn and then started to come towards me, but then this other guy stepped out of the shadows, grabbed the first man, and dragged him away. It made no sense. I have no clue who either of them were. And then bạn were lying there not moving and there was so much blood!”
I put my finger to her lips. “Shhh, it’s okay. They’re gone now.”
“But then the guy that took away that man said, he came back and he-he đã đưa ý kiến that there wouldn’t be any trouble from now on. I didn’t know what to do. I called 911 and managed to get the dao, con dao out of you.” Sarah gulped and pointed to the cỏ where I could barely see the silver of the blade. “But you’ve been unconscious for what has felt like forever. I was so scared that bạn wouldn’t wake up.”
I ran my hand through her hair, trying to calm her down. There was so much about this night that I didn’t know and didn’t get – but that could wait. “It’ll be okay Sarah. The paramedics will be here soon, I’ll be fine. I’m so sorry that I brought bạn here. It’s all my fault. I understand what bạn were trying to tell me now, a little too late, but I do.”
Sarah sniffled. “That’s good. I’m just glad you’re alive. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
I grabbed her hand and she lay down tiếp theo to me, resting her head on my shoulder. “Ironic isn’t it, that I came here for the simple reason of saying goodbye, and end up in this giant mess? It’s definitely not what I expected.”
Sarah gave a weak laugh into my hair. I looked over at the dao, con dao that was still lying in the grass; the thing that had screwed up my life, in thêm ways than one now. It had some of my blood on it, looking black in the moonlight. I thought about what Sarah had đã đưa ý kiến and realized how foolish I had been, thinking that I could keep my mother close bởi coming here every night. Look what it had caused. What I needed now was to remember everything we had shared and all that she had done for me; that was how I would hold onto her. Sarah and I lay there until we heard sirens in the distance, staring at the stars.
