Chapter 14

There he was, Ghost, standing behind a tree, watching me, enjoying the scared look on my face.

I tried to stay as calm as I could. I quickly made my way to the trunk of the car and opened it. I took out one branch and, as I had planned, aimed it straight at Ghost's chest.

I play a lot of cricket at school and was a talented baller, so my aim was pretty accurate. As the branch soared through the air, I could see it making a head-on collision with Ghost, who was startled because of my sudden action. I was almost going to cry out in victory when Ghost suddenly dodged out of the branch's way. Simply Infuriating.

I didn't give up, though, and continued catapulting branch after branch...until finally, one hit Ghost's rather delicate chest.

I uttered a silent cry of triumph as I saw him start to fall. I threw a few more branches at his chest before he did actually fall down- all of which hit the target- and watched as he slumped lifelessly to the ground.

And I don't know how in the world I found the courage, but I made myself step up to Ghost and I put my foot on his back. That's when I heard his ribs crack.

Oh no! Is his chest going to burst open like how it did in those dreams? Is his heart going to fly out of his chest? Is a spear going to emerge out of the heart? Noooo!

Question after question, doubt after doubt, sped across my head. I forced all those thoughts away and started running. And as I was running, I tripped over a fallen tree limb and fell down and landed on my stomach.

I felt my breath 'whoosh' out of my chest. I struggled to breathe, lying on the ground, panting.

And as I was lying there, I heard the sound that I had been fearing: the fluttering of wings and the sound of metal against flesh as the heart tore open and the spear came out from within.

I forced myself up from the ground and I continued running...and my foot got caught in a rope and I tripped again. This time though, I managed to do a quick cartwheel and I landed flat on my back.

Very athletic, huh? At least it was much more comfortable than landing on my stomach- and I could still breathe!

I gathered all of my strength and I crawled to a nearby tree. I turned and...nooooo!- the spear was just inches away from my head.

A plan suddenly clicked in my brain. I put my head against the tree trunk and saw the spear flying straight at my head...it was only centimeters away...millimeters away- it was as if everything had become slow motion- and as I watched...craaaaaacckkkkkkk...trrr...