• More Stuff of Mine

    Beka awoke from her slumber and stared at the roof for a moment. The same dream again, she thought. She tilted her head to look at her bedside clock, though she already knew for sure what the time would be. Six o’clock. It was always six o’clock when she would awaken from a dream that was so vivid, she swore it wasn’t a dream at all.
    Leaning upright in her bed, Beka ran her fingers through her midnight black hair. The memories of the dream haunted her…

    In her dream, she was running from an unknown monster. She only knew it from its roars as she ran through a deep green forest. Her eyes were narrow, trying to see in the moonlight. Her feet bare, her clothes torn. She would fall over a stick or two until she reached a large rock, and tried to climb up it. Then the leaves around her would rumble, followed by a growl. Beka would remain perfectly still, waiting for the monster to show itself. But it never did. The last thing she could remember was the leaved slowly opening up, revealing a figure. However she couldn’t make it out, since it was too dark. The eyes of the monster were what frightened her the most. Its eyes glowed. They were yellow, bright yellow. Then there was a loud roar as impact pushed her down…

    That was when Beka would wake up. At six o’clock every morning.

    Finally, Beka heard the screams from her mother.
    “Rebecca! Out of bed! NOW!”
    Beka rose out of bed and walked to her door. She checked her calendar that was hanging on the wall. It was the last day of school for this year. Usually she would be excited, but she felt a little down and tired. She paced herself down the hallway and into the kitchen, where her mum had made her pancakes and was hurrying.

    “I have to go now. Work calls. Don’t forget to finish packing tonight.” Her mother kissed her lightly on the forehead and ran out the front door. Packing? Beka thought. Oh, that’s right. She had almost forgotten that she was heading over to Egypt to visit her dad. Her mother and father had been separated for quite awhile, and every other Christmas holidays she would fly over to spend it with him and his new family.

    Beka didn’t eat her pancakes. She just threw them in the bin and walked in her room to get ready. Her school uniform was pretty straight forward. The shirt was compulsory however you could wear any pants that you wanted. Her school wasn’t all that strict on uniforms. As long as mini skirts were not worn. We didn’t want to be given a bad name.

    Beka attended Bouldercombe State School, in her home town of Bouldercombe. She had lived all her life in the small town of Bouldercombe, and she couldn’t imagine living anywhere else. Her best friends, Zoie and Ryan, lived here also. They were her rocks.

    The school was just down the road from her house, but to get there before the bell she had to cross through a paddock. Mr. Jay owned this paddock and Beka knew that if he found her in it, he would jump to conclusions and say that she was stealing his corn. The crop was pretty high, so Beka didn’t need to duck her head. She just had to make sure that he wasn’t around any corner, ready to jump.
    As she paced her way through the corn field, she heard a stem break behind her. She halted, her feet frozen in place. Damnit. He caught me, she thought. Beka balled her fists in frustration as she turned around. There was no one there. She was just staring at more corn.
    “Hello?” she said, a little too loudly.
    There was no answer. Then she saw a bit of corn rumple. Beka broke into a sprint, heading in the direction of her school. What ever was in that bush, wasn’t Mr. Jay.