just a school assignment...but thought it was kind of good.

It was going to be a long drive to Buxton, North Dakota, a place I did not want to be. I put my headphones on and turned on my country music while my parents were silent in the front seats. It was relaxing laying in the back seat and listening to my music. I closed my eyes and smiled as I quickly faded into a deep sleep.

I was silently hiding in the bushes by some evergreen trees that had partially surrounded a beautiful lake. The place seemed familiar, yet I knew that I had not been here before. The grassy meadow was filled with colorful flowers, and the grass swayed in the wind. The sky was a perfect blue. The clouds were huge and looked like they could be the most comfortable pillows you would ever want. I closed my eyes to take in the fresh air when I heard a man scream.

My head snapped to the edge of the lake. I was so captured by the beauty of the meadow that I hadn't realized the small amount of people standing there. There was a woman standing next to four teenagers who were kneeling in front of her. There were also two other older men standing off to the side of her. The woman seemed to be talking to the brown haired boy, but she wasn't just talking. It looked more like an interrigation from where I was sitting. The boy refused to talk.

She slapped him right across the face, but he still wouldn't talk to her. One of the men who was a blonde took a step forward to help the woman get him to get a response out of the boy. The woman snapped, and told him stay back. She walked up to the unyeilding boy and kicked him so hard that he landed backwards into the water.

I didn't know what came over me, but I burst out of the bushes yelling, "Stop! It's me you want! Leave him alone!" After I screamed, it wasn't me who emerged from the woods. There was only a wolf who had began to run towards the teenagers.

I opened my eyes, jumping out of my seat. The seatbelt kept me fro lurching any more forward.

"Scarlet, we're finally to our new home," my mom said as our Durango came to a stop.

Okay, Scarlet, it was just a dream. Now the real nightmare has begun.