I'm looking at another sleepless night. How has no one else came to this conclusion yet. Should I tell my parents, the police, anyone? My small group of friends would probably celebrate if I told them. Most popular kids aren't the greatest people to ever live but that doesn't mean they deserve to die. My heart is racing I want to rush to Sara room to protect her.
As a franticly pace from one side of my room to the next it happens again. The sound. This time I'm ready I run to my window and shine my light at the ground below and still nothing. No sign of anything.
I race to Sara's room to see if she heard it to. I don't even stop to knock, but when I open the door, I see Sara sound asleep on her bed. Guess she didn't. I slowly turn around and quietly walk back to my room.
I'm shaking, what the actually hell is going on right now. I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling, trying to wrap my head around everything that has happened in the past couple of days. I start to feel my eye getting heavy.
Suddenly I'm stand in a pitch-black room that smells like a cellar. The floor is cold and wet against my bare feet. I keep turning in a circle trying to find some hint of light but there's not but darkness. I try to walk but I can't move my feet they are being weighed down by something. I try to scream but no sound comes out. My heart starts racing when I feel a hand grab my arm I scream again.
I'm still screaming when my eye flicker open and I see Sara standing over me. It was just a dream. "Are you okay?" Sara asks. I nod unable to speak. "Are you coming with us today we are leave in 10 minutes," Sara asks. I nod again and she walks out of the room. I grab my phone and look at my phone. 8:00. I slowly get up and get dressed. My head is spinning I haven't had a nightmare since I was 6 years old and watch my first horror movie and my cousins house and now two in less than a week.
Everything going on is messing with my head. I walk downstair just in time to hear the end of my moms and Sara's conversation. "The police are there we don't need to be." My mom says, "Mom, if you were missing for 5 days who would you want to see first? The police or one of you best friends?" Sara rebuttals. I hate to admit it, but my moms right. We shouldn't be walking through the woods. One it's a crime scene and two after finding Thomas I never want to go into those woods again. Sara pouts and gets her way again.
As soon as we leave the house, I can see cop car and news vans everywhere. When we reach the edge of the woods my mom stops us and tells us to wait until she talks to the police. "Well, we are allowed to look but we have to stay together and we aren't allowed on the trail until they finish their investigation." She says when she returns. Sara and I nod and head in the woods.
Every inch of this place looks sinister to me now. The woods use to make me feel clam and at peace. Now it makes the hair on the back of my neck stand. Me, Sara and my mom walk from one end of the woods to the next. No sign of Meghan or Libby. When we come out the other side my mom suggests we head around the woods and head home, but Sara insists we walk back through.
Nearing the end of our second walkthrough, I get the feeling we are being watched. I look around but I don't see anyone or anything. I decide to brush it off as paranoia from what we saw yesterday.
By the time we get home, the sun is just starting to set and my dad's car is already in the driveway. When we walk in, he sprits to us. "Where have you been, have you seen the news? Another girl is now missing and she was last seen with Thomas two days ago!" Sara's face goes ghostly white as she asks who. Please don't say… "Stella." My dad replies looking down. Stella is Sara's best friend. All the cheerleaders say they are all bestie, but Sara and Stella actually are or most likely were. Sara doesn't say anything doesn't even shed a single tear and she walks to her room. I use to be the one that bad things happened to not Sara. This isn't how it supposed to be. I follow behind her.
As we walk into her room, she turns to me. "I don't want to talk about it. But I also don't want to be alone please stay." She asks. I sit on her bed with her staring at the ceiling. "Why is this happening?" She asks. I don't know what to say. I wish I knew the words to make everything better but I don't. "Stella was the nicest person I have ever met." She adds. She said she didn't want to talk about it.
Unsure of what to say I grab her hand. I lay in her bed listen to her low sobs turn to soft snores. I lay there hand in hand with my sister while I slowly join her in sleep.
I wake up to the sound of the shower turning on Sara is still sleeping beside me. Both night I slept in Sara's room there was no strange sounds and no nightmares.
I head to the kitchen. "How's Sara?" My mom asks. "Sleeping." Is all I say as a grab toast and head to the living room to check the news. "Three kids still missing. Local police still have no leads." The new reporter says.
"What is happening in our town." My dad says from behind me startling me. When I turn to look at him, he is still in his pyjamas and robe. "No work today?" I ask shocked. "Nope vacation, remember?" He replies. No, I do not. "Oh yeah," I say and turn my attention back to the TV, that now has a picture on the three girls all in their cheer uniform.
"Well, I'm going to check on your sister. If I know Sara she will be pissed if we let her sleep in to late." My dad states after a few minutes walk towards Sara's room. I sit on the couch still looking at the TV when my phone rings. Morgan's name pops up. As soon as I pick up, she starts. "Have you heard about the cheerleaders going missing? And about Thomas Smith. Weird right?" Morgan is one of my few friends or I guess what you could call friends. We hang out sometimes but most of the time I keep to myself. "Yes, did you forget who my sister is?" I joke.
We talk for a few more minutes. She tells me her and Mel another one of my "friends" are going camping for a week and advises me that my family and I should also get out of town. I get off the phone just as Sara walks into the living to tell me her and mom are ready to go.
Back to the woods. There is still heavy police presents. The are looking for anything that could lead them to whoever is responsible for the missing girls and Thomas. At this point I pretty sure the police just want to get this mess under wraps.