I woke the next morning like a half-dead zombie. I had one of those nights where sleep didn’t come easy. My head full of so many thoughts. The mystery of Kayla and what she means to me. She kicks so much ass on so many levels.  I love spending time with her. But how do I feel about being more than friends with her?  I do believe Sid now. I think she’d like to be more than friends, but I’m not sure about me. On one hand I really like the idea, but on the other hand, I’m scared. I don’t know shit about what I’m supposed to do, or how to act. When she touches me and kisses me, my heart flutters. Does that mean I like her?  Or is it animal instinct and young desire?  I’ve honestly never thought about sexual things before, well before she came along. How do I respond to her touching me?  Kissing me?  I have to do something or she’ll think I don’t like her, or get tired of waiting for me, and look somewhere else. It’s all so confusing and frustrating. 
And then there’s the business of the farm house. I’ve heard stories. Scary, scary stories. The place is legend around here. Ten years ago some kids went missing and it was said that someone heard them talking about going to the farm. They were never found. The cops said there was evidence of people using the abandoned farm for a place to hang out and do bad things, but they found no evidence of major crime. 
They boarded up the front door and windows, but I can see with my binoculars, the boards have been broken. 
My sister says the missing kids thing is just urban legend, made up by the parents, to keep us from going there and raising mischief. 
There are also stories of the place being haunted. I do know that when I’ve been down there, it’s creepy, and I swear I heard noises in the house, and felt eyes watching me. That’s when I run like hell to get home and promise myself, I will never go down there again. Well, at least until a girl wants to go there, and I don’t want to be a big chicken. 
So I laid there with the full moon (of course) illuminating my room with ominous shadow play, and all these confusing thoughts filling up my head. 
I docked The Division Bell, one of my sleepy time go-to’s, closed my eyes, and let the music take me. Before the album finished, I was lost somewhere in dreamland. 
It had to be, that when I threw open the blind in my bedroom this morning, that the sky would be painted in such a dark, depressing grey.  A suffocating blanket of doom and gloom.  The day that awaited me, was damp and cold. The perfect day to write off, and lock yourself away in the warmth and comfort of the indoors. Hot chocolate and chicken noodle soup.  Today will only multiply my lack of sleep by ten, I will struggle though this one. Maybe Kayla will want to reschedule our adventure. A rain out…I can hope. 
There was no plan to reschedule. Her thoughts were that the weather couldn’t be better for a trip to the haunted house. She was bubbling with excitement, so as we entered my house after school, to get supplies, there was no way to avoid the inevitable. 
The rain had stopped, but the sky was still sheet metal grey. The strong wind, forcing a damp chill. We added a layer to stay warm (soon she’ll have half my clothes) and headed down the familiar path. Kayla with her excited energy, and dreams of a good scare. Me with  my overtired, unenthusiastic fear, safely hidden away. We reached the edge of the property and took our first step into the tall grass. Kayla looked over, saying “this is going to be so much fun.”



9 responses to “LIVE THROUGH THIS (part 10)

  1. I think Daniel’s confusion and incomprehension of how to respond to the feelings Kayla generated in him is common to all boys that age when they first encounter this. It sounds perfectly normal to me.

    The farm house DOES sound scary!

    ‘Curious shadow play’, ‘suffocating blanket of doom and gloom’, ‘sheet metal gray’, I love your colorful descriptions, they really convey the scene to me.

    Kayla sure sounds like a fun person to spend time with. Her adventuresome spirit will lead Daniel to neat things he probably would not experience by himself.

    The enjoyable story continues, I look forward to every new chapter.


  2. Good song choice.

    The lyric,”The rain fell slow, down on all the roofs of uncertainty…” seems to juxtapose with Daniel's mood almost exactly.




  3. Haha, well yeah, zombies are awesome! This just seemed more like a classic ghost story setup than zombie apocalypse.

    Besides, when was the last time you read a good ghost story?


  4. Hello David
    A nice little cliffhanger, both in terms of the 'haunted house' and the relationship aspect, just right for keeping the readers eager for more.

    Love & best wishes
    Sammy B


  5. I know you said this was backstory, but it sure seems important. The first paragraph sounds like most of us at that stage…unsure, learning, trying like hell to figure this thing out that's called life.

    As for the story itself, Sammy B is right, it's perfectly written, and is leaving all of us wanting more. I loved the full moon descriptions. Your descriptive writing is excellent! It makes me see the scene in my mind. I think that is effective writing.

    Oh, I saw Pink Floyd in concert for the Division Bell (along with another 2 hours of PK music). They are one of my #1 all time favorite bands, and will now be loading it up to fall to sleep to, thanks to you!

    Peace <3


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