The dark side chapter eight

Chapter eight: The future

“Wake up, Sapphire,” said a voice. “C’mon! We have to go.” Then I realized the voice was Bracus.

“Someone is following us!” exclaimed Bracus. Then suddenly I stood up. I was more alert than usual even though I was half asleep.

Me and Bracus ran. We sprinted through the trees and jumped over large bushes. Suddenly my dress got caught on a bush. I pulled and the bottom part of my dress ripped off letting me run more faster.

Then I saw the village in my dream.

“C’mon!” I yelled at Bracus. I ran towards the village. Me and Bracus slipped through the crowd and lost the stranger.

I saw Gleema go into the cottage. I followed her.
“Where are you going?” asked Bracus. We entered the shop.

“Your crystal ball madam,” said Blark.

“Thank you, Blark,” thanked Gleema. Gleema went out of the village. We followed her.

“Who’s following me?” Gleema suddenly turned around. Her gigantic hoops dangled from her ears.

“Show yourself!” demanded Gleema. We did as we were told and showed ourselves.

“Oh,” said Gleema. “Just two teenagers. What are you 13?’”

“Actually,” I corrected Gleema. “We’re seventeen.”

“Yah,” said Gleema. “You’re a cute couple of friends. Why don’t you two come to my cottage? You both look like you’ve been running all day.” We said, “Yes” and followed Gleema to a small little house on a hilltop.

“Welcome…” said Gleema. “To gypsy manor.” Inside the cottage was bright. A small table was in the middle of the house. It was covered with a bright red and gold cloth. The cottage had only one room. A bed was in one side of the room while a wood burning stove was in the other. Pillows surrounded the table.

“Do you two children want to see your futures?” asked Gleema. Me and Bracus sat down on a pillow while Gleema put her crystal ball on the table.

“Look,” said Gleema. “Look deep inside your life.” We looked into the ball. It soon filled with smoke. Then I saw two people. No, three. I couldn’t really make them out. Then I saw me, the youngest one. But I didn’t know who the other two were. They looked familiar though. Then I saw a fourth person. Bracus? No, not Bracus but Mattiss. Mattiss was dying. I killed him. But why.

“What do you see?” asked Gleema.

Really you think people belive that you wrote this out.....

yes, i am a really good writer for my age and people might not believe that i acually wrote that but i did write it so stop asking me if i wrote this out. okay?

I know you didn't so i won't ask again..

Wierd story...