Biting my lip, I resist the urge to tap my foot. My body is tense, ready to move. My hand's are sweaty and I swear I couldn't  look paler. My eyes keep glancing to Father, preparing for the worse. My gaze moves to the front and I push back the urge to sigh in joy. My friends house is in view, my escape, my relief from the Hell most call life.

        " You be polite, you hear? If I hear of any behavior I don't want to hear, you know what that means. That goes for if you don't call me everyday either." He grunt's out, his eyes glance away from the road to me for a few seconds. I shudder at the thought. " Yes Sir, I promise to call you everyday and be on my best behavior." I speak, monotone.

         If I show any emotion it will mean extra lashings. I rub my arm when we reach the driveway. He parks and my friend runs out, grinning and laughing. I offer her a small smile. I quickly get out the car and I know from the glare my dad gives me I will get another lashing added to the others. My best friend Savannah, or S as she likes to be called. Short and sweet, that's what she said when I asked why. She gently gives me and hug and helps carry my belong's to her house. My dad however offer's a quick goodbye and goes over the rules again.

         My friend and I wait until his car is out of sight before we hug we each other tightly. We laughs loudly, but I hold back until 20 minutes later before  I unleash my weird, funny, loud, outgoing, self. We head over to her trampoline. Jumping and laughing, telling each other pervert jokes. Yeah, we were 'those' friends. The perverted we don't give a fuck loud friends.

        I pelt out a screech when Savannah makes me go high. I smash until net, my hips push forward first. Savannah belts out a laugh, giggling so much she falls to the ground. I grab unto the net, almost falling down myself. I shiver when the cold breeze glides by and zip up my Jack the Pumpkin King jacket. We mess around, going inside to eat and rest. Around 7 after I call my dad we head outside.

        It's pretty dark outside, the sun at the edge ready to sink away. Than a smell of peppermint wavers into my nose. I sniff it, and my third vision hit's me like a freight train. It's always the same. I'm in a forest, and I see red eyes staring at. Than they flash blue and I am yanked out.

         I cracked open my eyes to see a very worried Savannah looking over me. Shaking it off, I start jumping. The smell of peppermint never leaving me. I sit down, feeling a sense of wanting, love, and anticipation so strong it makes my carnies grow.  I cover my mouth, my eyes wide. My teeth never do that unless I'm angry or hungry.

        Savannah is the only one that know's that. " Are you hungry Lex?" She ask, concern filling her voice. "No." I choke out. " I don't know why there doing this." Shaking it off, I swear I hear a gasp and me and Savannah's head snap to the where it came from. I let out a screech when I see red eyes. Those red eyes! Suddenly their gone, but I feel there presence.

        The rest of the night, we hang out and talk. Discuss what were going to do a whole week since I'm spending a spring break with her. Although Savannah keeps trying to distract me  I cannot get the smell of peppermint  and those red eyes out of my mind. And nor would they leave me for the rest of my life.