“Hey Eric did you hear James got killed last night. He got slashed with a blade”. “Yeah I heard”, mum told me. “Well don’t you think there’s something going on; I mean come on two deaths both in the same place. Craaawwwling Park”. “Are you trying to scare me when you say it liked that Pete? Well it doesn’t work and those boys shouldn’t have been walking in Crawling Park at that time. “Come on Eric it was only 5 o clock”. Yeah well you know how dark it gets that time. Anyways see you in break, im late for my lesson.
“Eric Lawner late to my lesson once again… detention, 1 hour after school your not getting away with it this time”. But sir. “NO BUTS, NOW SIT DOWN”.
You also realise dear James has departed from us last night”. Yes sir. “Well have you got anything to say”. Not my business sir, he shouldn’t been walking in that park at that time, also James was a bully he deserved to die. “No one deserves to die by a blade, Lawner, you’ll soon come to realise that”.
“Hey Eric wait up what’s the rush. Where were you in break huh”? Can’t talk have detention with Mister Loingdon, can’t be late talk to you tomorrow. Bye. Sir. “Lawner come sit down. Pleasure to see you thought you’d get away this time huh? You know the rules one hour without talking and you’re free to go”.
“Lawner times up... You’re free to go”. Thought it would never end. “Don’t give me cheek young man; now go before I make it two hours”. “Whatever”. “Now go before I make it 2 hours” who does he think he is, making me walk home this time? It’s late and I have to walk through Crawling Park. Just saying it makes me go numb.
The wind rattled the trees, making them shed dark brown, red and yellow leaves which nestled against the gutters and rustled like there were living things beneath. There was a distant bark. The sound getting nearer and nearer. I started walking fast gradually building up into a sprint. My heart pounded and beat into my soft skin. I looked back and as soon as I did I tripped over a rock, my face slamming onto the hard clay. I turned around suddenly and seen a dark figure approaching, eyes widening with madness. He was carrying what looked like a blade, long, sharp and glistening with red blood.
I was longing to escape but my body was frozen. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t shriek. I couldn’t gasp. I felt hollow, like a skull, emptied of live flesh. The shock had wrapped around my body, battling down my throat. I came to realise this is my dream, but dreams aren’t meant to come true just our imagination playing tricks on us. No this can’t be happening. Wake up, wake up somebody please wake me up! The dark figure approached and said “it is your time to die”. But this time I didn’t wake up. Instead the dark figure pierced the blade into my heart. The pain was unbearable. I remembered what I said about James and Kieran, that it was none of my business but it was; now I have fallen into the same path. So this is what it seems like to die? I could see my mum in the reflection of the stars disappearing from my sight. The spirits of love, peace and truth fading away into the dark distant universe. I was all alone and I was scared, frightened terrified. Was this really my end?
