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Chapter 6
I sat there startled and really, really scared. A low, strange voice just finished the song. I was freaking out. Then I remembered where the song came from! It was the sad song I had heard every night! I was breathing hard. I was too scared to scream. I wondered what would happen next. Was that Amanda singing with me?
“Rum-di-dum-du-du-dum…”
She waited for a moment. Did she want me to sing back to her?
“Da-da-dum-dum-dum.” She finished it. I was now breathing even harder. I was scared to death. Would she sing it again? I waited and waited.
Finally I heard a sigh. I then saw a dark figure in my windowsill. Amanda was sitting there. She was only gazing out the window. Was she going to sing again? Was I going to see another elusion? I waited but nothing happened. All that happened was that she faded. Slowly, I watched her disappear.
“Good morning.”
“Good morning mom.” I looked up at mom who was putting a vase just right on a table. I walked passed her and into the kitchen. I didn’t see max sitting at the table. He wasn’t up yet, Amazing! He was the early bird in our family. He was always up at least by 6. I usually got up around 9, or 10. Mom was kind of in between. I walked over to the fridge then pulled out a yogurt.
“Good morning.”
The voice made me jump almost a foot. I turned around to see Max standing in the doorway. He was rubbing one eye as he made his way over to the fridge.
“Hi.”
He waved at me while he pulled out a banana. He came to the table and sat in front of me.
“How late did you stay up last night?”
He didn’t look up but instead pealed his banana. “I don’t know. Not that late,” He yawned.
I continued to eat my yogurt. I looked up at him every once in a while.
Mom poked her head in the doorway. “Kim. Josh is at the door.” I sprang up and looked down to see if I was dressed properly. I had on a shirt with monkeys on the front with my favorite pair of jeans. Yeah, I was okay.
“Okay.” Mom went back into the living room.
I put my yogurt in the garbage and ran out into the living room. I opened the door and there stood Josh.
“Hey!”
“Hey, I wondered if you got home safe yesterday in all that rain.”
He was thinking about me, that’s so sweet. “Yeah, I had to make a run for it when it stopped and I still got wet.” We both giggled, his laugh was soft and sweet. He sounded so kind and he was nice.
“So what are you doing?”
“Nothing. Why?” My answer was quick, to quick. It sounded like I had been waiting for him to ask it ever since they met.
“Well, I was going to go down to the ball field and play with some of my friends, then head to the ice cream store after. But I came over to see if you would come with me.”
“Okay, yeah sure. Let me just tell my mom.”
“Okay.”
I ran in the house and up the stairs. I ran into my room and put a cap on. I thought I looked pretty good in caps. I pulled out a pack of gum and shoved one into my mouth. I was walking to my door until I saw something in front of me. I stood there looking at the floor and then new I should probably look up.
Sure enough, I saw exactly what I thought I would, and it still scared me. I looked into to dark, deep, black eyes, just a foot in front of me. I then noticed that instead of looking like she had been crying she looked mad. I could very well tell that she was looking strait at me. I swallowed hard then tried to yell but my voice got caught in my throat. Then I heard something, almost a whisper. In my ear I heard “Be careful, don’t get to close.” The voice stopped then I heard that sad song that was now so familiar to my ears. I looked up to see the girl but as always, she vanished.
I was scared, real scared. I knew now I had to talk to Josh about Amanda. But what did her words mean? “Be careful, don’t get to close.” The words rung in my head like bells.
“Josh? Are all your friends boys?”
He laughed as we walked down the road to the ball field. “No, two girls should be there.”
“Oh good.” We laughed again. We walked down the shadowy road that was almost completely surrounded by trees. Then the question I had been longing to ask him I suddenly didn’t want to ask any more. As we walked I remember he had said he didn’t like to talk about Amanda. I didn’t want to make him mad or bug him. But I knew I had to ask him so I finally got the courage.
“So, you going to tell me more about Amanda?”
He groaned under his breath, I wished I didn’t ask. “She was a good friend of mine.”
“Oh, and then she had to move? Bummer.”
“Yeah I wish.”
I looked at him as if I didn’t get what he was saying, which I didn’t, why would he say I wish?
He looked down then back at me. “She died.”
The words stung me so hard my whole body seemed to shut off. I stopped. I really wished I didn’t ask now. I looked into his sad eyes, which made me feel like crying. “I’m so sorry.”
“Its okay, its been a while now so…”
I suddenly turned back on and started walking. There was silence the rest of the way to the field. I saw a group of people that were our age on one end of the field. I wanted to turn around, go home, and cry, but I new that was not a very bright idea. So instead we walked onto the field and over to the group of people. Sure enough there were two girls in the crowd of people.
The whole group stopped what they were doing and watch us come over. Josh ran over and said hi to some of the boys, and then I noticed that they were looking at me. Josh waved his hand for me to come over. I walked slowly to him.
“All right this is Kim. Kim that’s Tony, Ben, Luke, Mike, Brad, Jenny, and Molly.” I watched him point to each one then when he was finally done with all the names he started talking again.
“So what are we playing today?”
“Soccer.” The boy named Mike was much larger than any of the boy’s. He picked up the soccer ball and threw it to Josh.
“Okay lets make some teams.” He divided up every one and the team he was on he put me on. Only one of the girls was on our team. I think it was Jenny. They started the game and to my surprise I was actually having a good time. It was hot, very hot. Finally Mike called half time. Our team was winning 5 to 2. I walked over to the benches and sat down. Jenny came over and sat down next to me.
“You’re pretty good out there.” Her talking to me was kind of odd. She looked like she was probably a year older than me.
“Thanks, You’re good, too.”
“So, are you Joshes new neighbor? It’s been a while since some ones lived there.”
I then remembered about Amanda and I was doing so good to forget it. “How long has it been?”
“Two years, maybe.”
“Oh.” It kind of scared me now. I had a dead person in my room.
“Did Josh tell you about Amanda?”
“Yeah. That’s sad.”
“I know. She would come down here every day with us and play. She was so close to Josh.”
“Were they just friends?”
“Well, they said they were, but you could tell that they were so much more to each other. I know Amanda loved Josh, and after she died, you could tell he liked her.”
“How did she die?” Jenny looked at me as if it was a hard question to answer.
“Shot, but they don’t know by whom. The parents and the uncle moved to soon for any questions. They knew who killed Amanda but didn’t share it with anyone.”
“Oh that’s sad. Where was she shot?”
“Though the heart in her own house.” Jenny looked up at me as if telling me that house is haunted. I knew it was haunted. Amanda always scared me. But it is hard to believe that she’s a ghost, I mean I don’t really believe in ghost. Then I wondered if I should tell Jenny about her. No she wouldn’t believe me anyway.
Jenny looked out to the field. “The first time she came to the field to play, I noticed that she had many cuts on her arms, like something sharp had cut her. But they were all kind of a half circle, and in rows. I didn’t think much of it then, until one day when she came and we played baseball. Her shirt wasn’t very tight and when I went over to strike her out she slid to the base and her shirt came up some and I saw bruises on her stomach. When I tried to help I became the enemy. She started to hate me, and then Josh started to hate me. But when she died we became friends again.”
Thoughts ran through my head as me and Josh walked away from the field. I felt so sorry that I made him tell me that. I now felt like he didn’t want me around as much. I couldn’t stop thinking about Amanda. It made me feel bad for Josh.
“Looks like that rain’s coming back. We better hurry up and get home.” His voice started me and as soon as I could under stand what he said I looked up to the sky. In front of us was a rain cloud.
“Yeah.” I looked back down at the ground.
“You okay?”
I looked at him then noticed I did seem a bit sad, “Yeah every things fine.”
“If you feel bad about the whole Amanda thing, it’s okay. It was two years ago.”
I looked back up at him. How did he know I was thinking about that? I guess it was kind of obvious, “But it’s so sad.”
“Yeah it was. But it’s okay now.”
“How is it okay weren’t you like best friends?”
“Sort of,” He giggled then looked at the ground, “I mean we were friends. But we had a strange kind of friendship.”
I wanted to ask what that meant but I didn’t want to ask any more questions I would regret asking.
“Like we were always together, and if one were sad we would make jokes about each other. We never really got into any fights. And late at night, on weekends, if she was looking out her window, I would open mine and we would talk for hours,” He laughed again, “I loved it when she spoke to me. Sort of a quiet soft voice. And more than any thing I loved her eyes.”
His last words startled me. Why would he like those big and black eyes? I looked at him as if he were crazy for a minute then new I probably shouldn’t tell him about her ghost. As he looked at me I quickly looked down to the ground.
“What?”
I looked at him then kept on walking. It was silent the whole way home. Finally our houses came into view. He walked me to my door, then I turned to tell him goodbye.
“Thanks for asking me to come with you today, I had a good time.”
“Good, im glad you did.” He turned and walked down the drive way. I walked into the house with butterflies in my stomach. I was so happy I went with him today. I thought of all the happy things that happened. Then I stopped in my thoughts. Not many happy memories happened today but many sad and horrible information was given to me. I thought of every thing that happened and couldn’t take it. I walked into the kitchen and then to the fridge. I opened the door and got out a glass of water from the day before. I turned the cup up to get every bit out. As tilted my head forward, the cup dropped from my hand and I fell over a chair. She stared into my eyes like I was her victim.
“What happened?” Max ran through the door with mom by is side.
She vanished quicker than normal. Then I wondered if she only wanted me to see her, If she only wanted to torture me?
“Did you see that?” Mom ran next to my side and helped me up.
“See what? Honey, did you hit your head?” Max was soon by my side and then all I could see was darkness.
 red-roses3 · Sat Jun 02, 2007 @ 06:26pm · 1 Comments |
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