The words of the heart

The Words Of The Heart

Chapter 1 The Nightmare

I stepped outside and felt the wind

against my face it was a hot summer

day and my dad is in the war. My

name is alex and I am fourteen

years old

I had just finished my homework

and I was just about to relax,when

I heard A noise coming from outside.

I crept up as quiet as a mouse to the

window as I approached it I felt a chill

down my spine I grapst the handle and

peered cautiously out of the window.

Standing in the light of the evening sun

was dawn picking flowers from the garden.

“feww” I said ,relieved.Now ,every time I

that I hear a noise coming from outside it

reminds me of my nightmare.

A few nights ago I had a dream that I was in

a car riding somewhere I was with my best

friends ,alice and katie , when we got to our

destination we saw we were outside a huge

building ,it looked like a old children's home ,

with a garden to the side. It wasn’t a children’s

home though, it seemed to be an old school .

We entered the building and found a flight of

stairs we followed the stairs until we came to

a hallway the hallway was a dark grayish color

and it looked as if it had once been painted blue

we all cept through the hall as quiet as we could.

We could hear the floorboards groan beneath our feet.

I stepped into one of the classes, it was a huge

mess, there were old tattered book everywhere

I went over and picked up a book from off a shelf

and read the title.

that was I heard it the ear splitting cry of a gun

“boom” I ran as fast as I could to the window.

My friends dropped what they had found and

did the same.

I saw what had happened and almost fainted.

There, standing outside the old tatty school

was a young man he look at least 20 years

old he was holding an air rifle of a timber brown.

oh no he saw us I close my eyes and open

 my mouth to scream but nothing comes

out then I remember you can’t scream in

dreams I open my eyes the man was gone

“we need to get out of here” I say to the others

“we’ll die if we don’t”

We ran frantically down the wooden stairway but

we didn’t make it very far when we saw him the

man who had recently shot someone.I looked

into his eyes they were a hazelnut brown with

a hint of yellow. His lips spread into an cold

uneasy smirk as he pulled something out of

his dark gray jacket.

Something silver, something shiny and something sharp

,a knife. He looked as if he was choosing which one of

us to kill first. Alice was in the front, katy was in the back

and I was in the middle.

I watched in horror as he spit open alice’s throat then he

stepped over alice and reached his knife up to my chest

I squeezed my eyes shut to accept my fait.

And that was when I woke up