Sticking two black button eyes on our snowman, I turned and gave Charlie a high-five. "Finished!" I said. "And there's not a finer snowman in the whole neighborhood." But Charlie wasn't looking at me. He was staring at the snowman, his face almost as white.
"D-d-d-did you s-s-s-see THAT?" he stammered... I looked but couldn't recall what he had seen. Then, I saw it. The snowman blinked! I wiped my eyes, took a deep breath, and forced myself to look again. Nothing happened. "I didn't see anything," I said, trying to convince myself more than Charlie. "Come on, Mom is probably wondering where we are."
On the way home, I kept replaying the scene. It wasn't real I keep telling myself. But I know what I saw, and Charlie saw it too. He stopped, …show more content…
I looked away, hoping he would end the conversation. It didn't work. I told him everything I saw. He listened- well sort of. He had his mouth wide open and was staring into space. He then got up, and started to head back to the snowman. I followed not really sure of his plan once we got there.
He walked faster. I called his name, but he seemed out of this world. I started at a slow jog then up to a run. A few minutes of running, I found Charlie sitting at where the snow mans bottom circle would have been. He looked confused. "Charlie..." I stuttered, "where's the snowman?" He didn't answer. "Charlie!" I yelled. I was beginning to get frustrated. He shrugged and stood up.
"We have to find him, Lester," my brother said. I nodded and took out my phone. I needed to call mom. She answered right away and sounded angry. She stared yelling gibberish and told us to come home. We were told never to bison eny parents. We ran home, dreading the punishment we about to get. I predicted grounding.
And that's exactly what we got. 4 weeks of grounding and no tv. That taught us never to be away from home more than an hour without checking in. I kept having dreams about the snowman. But never had thoughts visions again. Charlie never told our parents but always talked about it before we went to bed. We never built a snowman
"D-d-d-did you s-s-s-see THAT?" he stammered... I looked but couldn't recall what he had seen. Then, I saw it. The snowman blinked! I wiped my eyes, took a deep breath, and forced myself to look again. Nothing happened. "I didn't see anything," I said, trying to convince myself more than Charlie. "Come on, Mom is probably wondering where we are."
On the way home, I kept replaying the scene. It wasn't real I keep telling myself. But I know what I saw, and Charlie saw it too. He stopped, …show more content…
I looked away, hoping he would end the conversation. It didn't work. I told him everything I saw. He listened- well sort of. He had his mouth wide open and was staring into space. He then got up, and started to head back to the snowman. I followed not really sure of his plan once we got there.
He walked faster. I called his name, but he seemed out of this world. I started at a slow jog then up to a run. A few minutes of running, I found Charlie sitting at where the snow mans bottom circle would have been. He looked confused. "Charlie..." I stuttered, "where's the snowman?" He didn't answer. "Charlie!" I yelled. I was beginning to get frustrated. He shrugged and stood up.
"We have to find him, Lester," my brother said. I nodded and took out my phone. I needed to call mom. She answered right away and sounded angry. She stared yelling gibberish and told us to come home. We were told never to bison eny parents. We ran home, dreading the punishment we about to get. I predicted grounding.
And that's exactly what we got. 4 weeks of grounding and no tv. That taught us never to be away from home more than an hour without checking in. I kept having dreams about the snowman. But never had thoughts visions again. Charlie never told our parents but always talked about it before we went to bed. We never built a snowman