Chapter 18
✾Zak✾
This tree house…it was still around? I thought it was creepy when I was alive because it looked old, but it doesn’t look like it’s changed at all since the last day I saw it when I was alive. It doesn’t even look like the elements and woods having taken a better hold on the place. “Let’s head ba…” I stopped when I saw Vera climbing the ladder to the tree house. “Wait Vera hold on a minuet.” I quickly floated over to her and got into the entryway and held my arms out. “This tree house is really, really old. I don’t think it’s safe for you to be climbing up into here.” I stated.
“Oh come on Zak stop being such a worry wart. The ladder was very sturdy.” She commented as she got up to the top and walked right through me to go inside the tree house.
“But this things as been here since I was alive.” I told her.
“Oh? Did you and your dad build this when you were younger?” She asked intrigued.
“Can we please go back to the trail? I’ve always gotten a really weird feeling from this place even when I was alive.” I mentioned.
Vera sighed, “Fine let’s gooo…” Her foot broke through one of the boards and I tried to reach out and catch her, but my hand phased right through hers. Luckily she caught her self and her leg didn’t go that far. But she pulled her leg out she did get a long scratch on her shin from the wood. I just hope that was all it was and it wasn’t a rusted nail or anything.
“Are you okay Vera?” I asked getting squatting down so I was down to her level.
“Yeah, I’m okay. We should probably go though.” She agreed and she was a little shaken but she got up and made her way back to the ladder.
I watched her climb down the ladder, then was about to head down myself when I felt something near me. I quickly turned around, but when I looked around there was nothing there.
“Zak, you coming or what?” Vera yelled up to me.
“Yeah, I’m coming.” I said and floated down to her.
What was that feeling I had? I haven’t had that feeling since…
“What are you thinking about Zak?” Vera asked brushing some of her black hair back behind her ear.
“I just had a feeling that someone was watching us was all, but when I turned around no one was there. I was trying to think back to the last time I felt that kind of uneasiness.” I answered.
“You felt something while we were up there?” She questioned blinking at me.
“It might just be from my past is why I get that feeling from that tree house.” I mentioned.
“If you don’t mind me asking, why are you so uneasy when you saw the tree house again?” She seemed so interested.
I looked up at the tree tops as we wandered back to the trail. “Why is it that I’m so uneasy with that place?” I muttered out loud as I put my hands in my pockets. “I’m having a hard time remembering.”
“It must be that old age kicking in.” Vera giggled.
“Hey I am not old. I’m 18 thank you very much.” I looked back down at her with a little glare and it only made her laugh more.
“I’m sorry you’re just not intimidating.” She laughed.
I couldn’t help but smile at her. She was right though; I’ve been dead for a long time. I’m not going to remember everything from my past. “Hua…maybe I wrote something in a journal about it when I was alive.” I said a little bit too loud.
“You had a diary!!” Vera’s interest sprang up instantly and her smile grew as we got back to the trail.
“N-no. no, I didn’t write in a journal when I was alive.” I shook my head rapidly then had to push my glasses back up because they slid down to the tip of my nose.
“Yes you did.” She gave me a sly look.
“Just what are you planning.” I asked her.
She smiled sweetly and put her hands behind her back and started walking back towards the house. “I’m not thinking anything.”
“Mhm, I can see the wheels turning in that head of yours.” I smirked and bent down to look at her face as I floated along side her.
It was nice to actually have someone I could call a friend and pick on and be picked on back and know that they are joking and having a good time with you. I was only used for my families money when it came to friends, that’s why I didn’t really have any close friends that I was will to open up to. But Vera, she was different and I like that.
