In the newspaper, headlines read: 1 NEW KIDNAPPED IN LEWISTON.
“Hey, mom! Where does Edmund live again?” Carrie asked. “In Lewiston, he should be coming over on Friday.” It was a Tuesday. Carrie moaned. Edmund was their cousin from Lewiston. He was tall, pale, had black hair, and was very handsome. Although Lewiston was two towns away, he didn’t visit often. And although he didn’t visit that much, Carrie still noticed that when he did visit, he seemed different. And lately, when he smiled at her, it sent a chill down her spine. But, that didn’t mean she didn’t care for him. . . but still.
Beep! Beep! Beep! Went her alarm, which meant it was time to go to school. Carrie, starting that day, officially was a freshman at Portland High School. She was excited, she didn’t know what it would be like in the classrooms. She went to basketball games, and dances that were held in the gym, and the cafeteria. But, she never saw the hallways, or auditorium, or anything else. Carrie made her way down her driveway, and to her bus stop. Outside was foggy, and damp. Not her kind of weather. She stopped at the end of her street, her bus stop. She checked her watch: 7:00. She was ten minutes early, but at least that guaranteed she wouldn’t be late. She looked to her left and saw her neighbors house. She looked to her right and saw the familiar woods she saw everyday. The woods were beautiful, especially in fall with all the different colors. Often, she took walks, long walks that took her deep into the woods. With each trip she discovered something new. For instance, a baby squirrel, a family of deer, a dead animal, or even a new tree. She planned to talk a walk right after she came back from school. Just then she heard the rumble of the bus‘s engine, was it ten minutes already? She thought, she checked her watch: 7:11, wow, time flies. She walked to the door and up the steps. No one else was on the bus, she was the first stop. She chose the seats up front so she wouldn’t have to deal with all the pushing, and she would be the first one out. She looked to see who the bus driver was. It was a man, probably in his mid-forties, signs of gray hair, lots of wrinkles, short, and fat. The man kept on shooting her looks as if he thought she was up to something. She chose to ignore him and gazed out the window as seats were taken and chatter filled the room.
“Hey!” Carrie looked to her side to see her best friend Emma right beside her. “Emma!” They gave each other hugs. And chatted about their summer. They compared their schedules and saw that they didn’t have any classes together. So, they would be hanging a lot after school, and before they knew it they were at the High School. Classes came and went and finally it was lunch time. Carrie and Emma got a table with their other friends.
“So, do you like your teachers?” Carrie asked Emma.
“Well, their all pretty okay, but there is one teacher, Mr. Weisman, who just creeps me out,” she shuddered, “just the way he looks at me, its so weird.” Carrie was about to answer when she looked across the cafeteria to see Edmund staring right at her, an unwavering stare. Carrie shivered, even though it was warm.
“Hellooo! Carrie, are you listening?!” Emma waved her hand in front of Carrie’s face and in that instance where her hand passed her face, Edmund was gone. . . but still she shivered. Carrie got up and started walking to where she had seen him. “Carrie? Where are you going? Carrie!” Emma yelled after her. Carrie went to the table, looked under it, at the tables surrounding it, and down the hallway. He just disappeared. Carrie was confused, no one, is that fast, and no one ever just disappears. Just then Emma was at her side, and just as confused as Carrie was.
“What was that Carrie?” Emma hounded her. “Nothing, just thought. . . Nothing.” Carrie was freaked out, what if he was stalking her? That’s creepy, but it could be true. She thought. But, the fact that he just… disappeared, scared her.
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