The woods...

It has a cool unpleasant breeze. A boy was standing at the end of his drive through under a street light. The boy was wearing baggy shorts and a red T\-shirt, he had blonde hair, and blue eyes that seemed almost grey; The color of an river below misty air\-\-\- the river so deep the darkest of things could be in it\-\-\-

The boy stared out into the woods, listening, sometimes he would hear screams, sometimes cries,or even things he's never heard before. He wasn't scared though, he was almost pissed yet he found it funny.

The people that scream of terror only scream because they believe monsters are real. They scream because people fill there head with lies. They scream because they think something terrible will happen, but really.... they *die*. There's nothing wrong with *dy**ing* right? You are only going to see if there is a **hell** or if there's a **heaven**.

The boy looked down, "Heaven? Is it real....? Is there actual proof...? Or do people make it seem that way....?" The boy thought to himself. A light gleams from the corner of the boys eye, a police car appeared in front of him. The boy backed away slowly letting the car go. The car parks in the boy's parking lot.

A women appears from out of the car, opening the car door and shutting it. The women was wearing a police uniform and her brown hair was pulled back in a tie. She had one brown eye and one blue eye. "Hey Wyatt, were you waiting for me again?" The women said walking to the house's front door. The boy nods as the women opens the door and walks in. The boy's name was Wyatt Thomason. And the Policewoman was Wyatt's Mom Cassie Thomason. "Are you coming?" Cassie says peaking her head out the front door. The Wyatt nods "yea" softly, walking towards the house as a scream comes from the woods, the boy ignores it and smiles.

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Hey guys! sorry this was short hopefully next chapter will be longer!

"Baby! Its time for school!" Wyatt's mom knocks on the bedroom door. Wyatt sits up from the bed with his eyes closed. Wyatt's bedroom was plain, The walls were grey, And covers with crayon markings from the people who lived here before them; His bed had a pale pink sheet and 2 white pillows, it was small and plain too. He had a small desk next to the window in his room, There was a mirror and a couple newspapers on his desk. Wyatt stands up and rubs his eyes, he then opens them and walks towards the desk.

Looking in the mirror, His eyes were baggy like usual and His skin was pale. Wyatt coughed and sat down in the chair in front off the desk, looking down at the newspapers. They read "**Another Murder!!! \*\*\*\*\*\*\* \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* Was found killed in the last week shot in the head two times it seems, who is doing this? And why**?" "**Something is out there! Evidence shown that an alien has been killing people known to have done nothing of sort**!" Wyatt laughs every time he reads that one. " **Is it real? is there more? Is there a reason? Who knows, more and more murders are being found in these woods**!" Wyatt sighs and coughs again. "Wyatt! Get Up! Its time for school!" Cassie yells from behind the door.

Wyatt stands up and slips his shirt off, Then puts a lighter red shirt on, then slips his pants on. Wyatt coughs harder and walks out off his room. "Well, I'm going to work now baby. Have fun at school okay?" Cassie Kisses Wyatt's forehead and walks out off the door. " Make sure to take your pills! Okay!?" Cassie says walking to her car, as Wyatt stands in the door waving his hand bye. Wyatt nods and shuts the door, heading to the kitchen to grab his medicine. Getting sick often. Wyatt takes pills to make sure he feels better. After taking it he slips his shoes on, and grabs his backpack, and leaves ignoring breakfast.