Lying Within

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By: Araji

I am glad to have friends. I know a lot of people find high school a really lonely and difficult time, but for me it was surprisingly easy. I wouldn't say I was popular by any stretch of the word. Maybe there were just a whole lot of "outcasts" at my school so I fit in perfectly. The closest friend I had was Bridget. She and I both loved to play online games like WOW or GTA and that's actually how we met. It's nice to have a crew in GTA or a clan in WOW and so I joined one and she was the first person to help get me acclimated with both games. Little did I know that the beautiful and sometimes sarcastic voice on the other end, also went to my school. The other two of my friends sort of tagged along with Bridget but they were no less special to me. Ryan, who was into more outdoorsy things, and Alise, who was into online games just as much as me and Bridget.

Sadly, it was the summer after graduation and I knew that we would all be parting ways after four years of a wonderful friendship. Ryan, being the more ballsy of us, asked us to take a final roadtrip with him to an abandoned home he knew of. We were always into things like that. Old burned downed mansions or deserted hospitals, basically anything rundown and forgotten. I don't think any of us were hesitant to say yes. The chance to see one final scary/interesting old home was incredible and it would also give us a chance to really say our goodbyes before we left for University in the fall.

The town where the home sat wasn't far from our own and so we left at sunset, as we usually did, and headed out on our last great adventure. I took my Nikon with me just in case I saw something interesting to snap a picture of. As we rolled into the sleepy town we were feeling a little hungry so we stopped at a diner.

"Last chance to turn back" said Ryan as he chomped down on a burger.

"Hey none of us have pissed ourselves on one of these outings" said Bridget.

We all laughed as Ryan looked a little upset.

"I told you I had to pee. How was I supposed to know that a damn mouse would jump out at me" he shot back.

"In all seriousness, I'm really glad you found this place Ryan and I'm glad I could see it with you guys. I'm really going to miss you all" I said to everyone at our booth.

"Don't worry Sean, we'll see each other on break back here and I promise we'll play online as much as possible" Alise said smiling at me.

I smiled back, "Thanks"

We finished our meal and headed out the door after dropping a tip for the waitress. I looked down to adjust my camera and get it ready when a wrinkly arm grabbed me.

"There's more than brick and mortar in them walls!" he shouted at me.

I struggled and fought with him to pull my arm away but he held on tight and stared directly into my eyes.

"There's more than brick and mortar in them walls!!" he shouted even louder this time.

Ryan jumped in between us, "Let em' go you old fuck!". Ryan pushed the old man away.

The man fell to the floor but continued to stare up at us. As I walked out to the car he never broke his gaze, even as we sped off into the night.

After shaking what the crazy old man said out of my thoughts, I continued to ready up my camera. I checked the SD card to make sure it was completely empty for our last trip. We turned onto a dark, dirt road surrounded by tall trees. The car slipped and slid all the way down it on the loose gravel. Then, all of the sudden the trees stopped and there sitting quietly under the full moon was the biggest and most beautiful brick, Antebellum home I had ever seen. It had a long driveway and nothing but clear pastures all around it. As we pulled up I almost could picture my dream home, minus the boarded up windows and caved in roof of course. The car came to a halt and Ryan quickly flipped off the lights. We let our eyes adjust and then slowly crept out of the blue sedan. I pulled up my camera and flipped on the flash. I put my camera right where I thought the front door would be and snapped a picture. The sound broke the silence.

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