Nightmarish Reality (Preview) - Ch 19
PSYCHOLOGICAL HORROR, CHAPTERS
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Untroubled
I was behind in all my classes, for I had skipped school so many times I actually lost count. I’d be making up all my homework this weekend. When I reached Old Bridget, I saw Samuel there waiting for me as always. He wasn’t napping under the bridge this time, instead he was standing and looking right at me. I waved to him and he waved back.
As I ran to him, he smiled. I nearly knocked the old man down to his feet.
Samuel stepped backwards, but kept his balance. “You’re happy to see me. Aren’t you?”
“Sorry. I suppose I got too excited.” I blushed and looked into his eyes.
“We really…need to stop meetin’ like this.” Samuel sighed.
“Wha–what do you mean?” I asked. “Don’t you like it when I visit you?”
“I do. But your education be sufferin’…you shouldn’t meet me everyday. I feel bad enough lettin’ you come here.”
“But I want to be here.”
“I understand…but we can’t meet all the time. School’s important. You can make a better life for yourself, you hear?”
“I don’t wanna go to school. I hate it.”
“Why don’t we meet on Sunday?” Samuel asked.
I reached out for him, but he wouldn’t take my hand.
He backed away and remained at a distance. “If you do poorly in your studies, I’ll stop seein’ you.”
“Sunday? I can’t wait that long. Why can’t I come here everyday?” I kept my hands to myself.
“I don’t want you to drop out of school ‘cause of me.”
“Who cares if I drop out? It’s not worth it.”
“Listen, if you come and visit me once a week, I’ll help you with whatever you need. But if you don’t, I’ll have to leave and you won’t see me again.” Samuel folded his big arms.
“No. You can’t do that,” I shouted.
“That’s how it got to be.”
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Chapter 18 - A Streak Of Green
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