The Rebirth of the Dead Heiress

I was staring out the window when we drove by the thick forest. The gnarly-looking trees in the forest stood out with shadows clouding around them. It was dense. And even though it was day, staring deeply at the forest made it so dark, watchful, and totally creepy. But I couldn't take my eyes off it no matter how hard I tried, I still looked back at the forest. There was something about this forest, something that didn't want me to look away and it was daunting.

Ominous 

I felt Sammies' eyes on me but I ignored them and refocused my attention back on the forest. This was one creepy thing about Pineville. It was filled with forests and very high trees. And they sure weren't keeping it for the reduction of the Greenhouse effect. "That was a silly excuse the government made up to cover up their lies and mysterious secrets." Aunt Gracie's voice rang through my ears. 

Almost immediately, that feeling washed through me again. That feeling I've been having since the day Sikara decided to ruin my life with her dream—not that it was her fault though. That feeling that something bad was going to happen. That feeling that I was being watched came back again.

There was something in the forest, I could sense it. But I didn't know what it was, and I don't want to find out either. But, it just drew me in for some reasons I wasn't aware of. And besides, there was always something off about this side of the forest. Always cold here, giving out the creeps to anyone who walked or drove by. I wonder how I managed so far, trekking to school to and fro for the past three weeks.

You mean why a wild animal hasn't popped out and demanded your brains? You should be grateful you're still alive to this day Sara Pier, You really should.

My inner voice tsked at me. My inner voice was just like my mother's voice. But this time, in my head —always ready to scold me, mock me, and remind me why I was never going to be perfect, like her. The obedient little dog and a quiet mouse.

A pushover. 

Tchhhhhh. One day, I'll show them that I wasn't any of these things, and when that day comes, they'll regret all the things they've ever done to me and take back whatever things they've said about me.

Just one day.

A strong wind blew making the leaves shift against each other. And as the wind blew, each of the hairs on my neck stood making me shiver in the cold and rubbing my arms to try and regain warmth.

"Oh, if you're cold, I'll roll up the window" I heard Sammie say from beside me. I turned to face him

"No, It's fine. It's just the wind from outside acting up. Just roll up the window a little and I'll be fine" I plastered a smile on my face which was clearly fake and if he knew, he didn't point it out, for which I was grateful. I wasn't about to start another argument with him again. Didn't have the strength to either, I was preparing myself for what new torture Meenah Clay and her little gang had in store for me today. And the truth was all Meenah tricks were old.

I've been bullied my whole life, been called all sorts of names, like "Sara Pier...the witch of Pineville" I've been tortured—with words and beatings. Etcetera Etcetera. A lot of things have been done to me but I never let my emotional state be affected. I've been used to it, After all, it was Pineville high—the worst.

An owl hooted somewhere in the distance, and the sound was so startling that I almost jumped out of my skin. Jesus. I turned in the direction of the sound. It was coming from inside the forest.

Sammie chuckled "It's just an Owl Sara. Don't be so Jumpy" 

"Ha, Ha, Ha. Very funny Sam, Very funny" Glad he found my situation funny.

He scoffed and continued on the steering without saying anything to me again. Eventually, we jammed traffic and I cried. I would surely be late for class today, no doubt. And all plans of avoiding Meenah and her crew, are thrown out the window.

The rest of the drive was spent looking outside the car, staring at the forest from my side with different scary, creepy, and upsetting thoughts spiraling in my mind. I sighed deeply. I think I've had enough of staring at the forest for today. The longer I stared the deeper I thought and then at the end of the day, I would be the affected one with a dampened spirit. No, I didn't want that. With all the things going on with mom's weirdness and Sikara's dream, I've had enough already. I didn't want to bag in another baggage.

Deciding to look away from the forest, I turned to face Samuel and I saw the forest on his side.

Not again! 

I wanted to turn away but then, almost immediately, my eyes caught sight of something. Or rather someone, standing behind the trees. It was just like a flash, but it was clear. His eyes, the color of crimson, locked contact with mine, and I shivered. Those eyes were hollow and unfriendly. His clothes were tattered and he looked like he had just broken out of prison and hadn't slept for days.

"Saa...mmiee..." I whispered, still looking at the person behind the trees. He was looking at me too, as if studying me or something, eyes hard. Was I the only one seeing this guy? We were in a fucking traffic for cripes sake! Everyone should have seen him by now, approached him, and asked him why he was hiding behind the trees. Or which mental hospital he escaped from, because he didn't look like a normal person—maybe just a little. But, still, he looked like an insane person. Or the question bothering me, out of all Contact lenses, why did he choose the red ones? But it seemed like, I was the only one seeing this guy. 

I decided to look away from the strange man with red eyes. Maybe I was just seeing things. I've been seeing things lately, right? Yes, Yes I have. 

Look back. 

I looked back and still saw the creepy-looking man with red eyes, but this time, he opened his mouth, when I saw it. Extra-long Canines flashed in my direction and I screamed. Sammie was so shocked he mistakenly honed. Very loudly. 

"What the fuck Sara!" He cussed "Are you sure you're okay?"

Tears filled my eyes "Sa...aa..mm...ie" I whispered pointing towards the direction of where I last saw the man and I covered my head with my hands. What was happening? 

Sammie looked in the direction of my hands and turned back to face me in befuddlement. "What the fuck are you talking about Lady? I don't see anything." He said and I was shocked. He didn't see anything? How could he say he didn't see anything?