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Chapter 1.
While walking home I thought it was going to be a normal night: homework, dinner, fight, sleep.
I got home to find my brother sitting on the couch, crying. I didn’t understand why, so I asked him. He pointed to the door with a note with a blood-stained hand print. I picked it up in fear, and slowly read it in my head. I dropped the note to the floor, and ran upstairs.
I packed up the things I needed to survive in all climates. Jacket, food, water, and more. I walked down stairs with a tank top, running pants, and running shoes on, with my backpack in hand. I tell my brother to get to aunt Aggie’s, and to hurry while at it. I sent him off running North, I sling my back pack over my shoulder and take off South.
After a few miles I got out of the city, and made it into the woods. I had a long way to go before I got to where I needed to be. I set up camp with the little supplies I could carry, and hung up my food for the night. Before falling asleep I thought about the note, what it said, and it having specific instructions. I pulled it out, thankful I didn’t forget to grab it before walking out the door. I reread it, and planned the long day that fallows tomorrow. I knew I had to do at least one thing, and that was to make it to Arizona, not too far from California, but not exactly that close either. While thinking about how I was going to get there, the night slowly faded away.
I woke up to chirping birds, and a sound that disrupted the peace. I turned around to find a bear trying to climb up the tree where I had hung my food. I got up unsure what to do, and scrambled. I tripped over a tree limb and fell on my butt. I looked around surprised that I’d trip over a limb, in the forest. Three rings with a knife in the middle of it got my attention, without thinking I got up and ran to it. I grabbed the knife and threw it at the bear, getting him right in the eye. He ran off.
I got the remaining food that the bear didn’t spill and spoil, and headed on my way.
Chapter 2.
I came across a river and stopped to take a quick bath, and maybe catch a little fish. I cought 3 fish before I finished bathing. I put my hair up into a messy bun, and continued my hike.
I made it to the road, and waited to cross the street. A nice looking car pulled up along side of the road. The human-figure was behind the dark, tinted windows. The man in the car rolled down the window, he looked middle aged, and the car he has must be from a mid-life crisis. He asked who I was, where I came from, and where I was going, he also asked why. I told him the first three things he wanted, and he offered to give me a ride there. Knowing if I didn’t get to Arizona in a fast time, my mother’s life will be threatened, so I didn’t worry about my life, I was determined to save my mothers. So I said yes. I put my back pack in the back seat and climbed into the front. The man had a beautiful Labrador in the back seat, next to where I placed my bag. Knowing I was still in California, and still had a long ride to go, I let the dog sniff me. “What’s his name?” I asked the man, “his name is Tizta, and my name is Johannas, but people call me Spades for short. What’s yours?”. I thought about it for a second, so many people have made fun of my name since I was little. I didn’t say anything for a couple seconds before I finally answered, “ Jussec”. “Jussec?” Spades blurted out, he started to giggle. “But please, Call me Jess” I said quickly, regretting that I told him my birth name.
Time passed pretty quick, an hour later we stopped at a hotel. He was nice enough to get me my own room. While in the hotel room I took a nice hot shower. The bubbles where so soft and fluffy. I used so much bubble soap it flowed out of the shower and went onto the fancy floor. I got out and dried off, and put on my one other set of clothes. I took the dirty clothes I had, which had stains from mud, and blood on them, to the washers the hotel had. “This place is more like an apartment then a hotel,” I whispered under my breath. I stuffed the clothes into the washer and put a couple quarters in. I walked back to my room, glad to have this long day over with.
When I got back into the nice hotel room there was a note on my pillow. I picked it up, and began to read. It was an addition to the first note I got back at home. The note read “Dear Jess, I see you’ve made it pretty far. And now I know you know how to read directions. Your mother is still alive, and she says hello. Now, here is your next clue. In the last note I told you that you had to get to Arizona, ASAP. I can see you’re already all over that. Right now, I want you to go down the stairs on the 4th floor, to a room that is completely secret. On the top of the ledge on the door is a key, unlock the door and walk in. Look for the brass key in the boxes, and keep it safe. Continue with the rest of the trip to Arizona. Good luck, anonymous.” I looked at it and thought I could have sworn I was being tricked by some weird kid down the hall. But just in case, I took the note and fallowed the first direction.
I walked down to the 4th floor, and found the door. I reached up and found the first problem of this little direction. I was too short. I looked around the hall and only found a few trays of food left for the room service ladies to come pick up. The room service left their cart while cleaning a sweet, I got an idea. I rushed to the cart and took it away slowly enough so they wouldn’t notice. I then rushed it down the hall way and tried to get up on it. I stepped wrong and fell. Looking around to make sure nobody noticed, I then tried again. I got the key, and ran into the secret room.
Chapter 3
I walked slowly, and cautiously through the dusty, hot room. There where tons of boxes, and such little time. I checked my watch. “10:30” I accidently blurted out. Then I thought to myself, “I have to get back by 11:00, I have to get up early in the morning..”. I continued to walk around, and found a small box. I began to open it. There was a key inside, but it wasn’t the right one. This one was silver, the one I need is brass. I put the key down, and continued looking.
After a good 20 minutes of searching I found it. I stuffed it into my jeans pocket and made my way back to the door. I walked out and ran into the manager of the hotel.
“what are you doing here?” he asked.
“oh nothing”, I replied.
“are you sure? You seem pretty suspicious”
“im positive, I think im just going to go get my clothes and head back to my room…”
I ran off before he could reply. Not looking back.