Bretboy

PLEASE READ THIS STORY FROM THE beginning.

As I ran down to the bridge, there was a shriek. I was grabbed on the shoulder. I looked around. There it stood, waiting. It looked unreal, it was just like the monsters in movies - except worse. It reached out to grab me right as I jumped off the bridge, plummeting to death.

Another nightmare. I don't know why they keep happening. I flicked on my light and grabbed my sunglasses. I knew I wouldn't be too long.

My bike tire spun around and around as fast as a bullet speeds through the air. My hair was flying everywhere, making it hard to see. The sunglasses didn't help any, since it was the middle of the night. When I got off my bike I felt relaxed again - but something had followed me home. Across the street, in Matt Sheul's driveway, a shattering sound rang and almost shattered my ears as well.

It was scary to think I was about to stop someone who most likely could shoot me in a second, and then it would all be over. I raced over to him and kicked the gun out of his hands and then --------

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I awoke hanging upside down, by chains. I didn't know how far above the ground I was and didn't feel like finding out. It was completely dark. "Uh," said a voice. "Whoa!"

"Is that you?" I asked.
"Yeah, it's me, Bret"
"Whoa Bret, how did you get down here?"
"Well, I don't really know - hey, where's my spear?"
"Over here"

A fire started what seemed about miles away - under us. We realized we were at least 100 feet above the ground, the fire just kept getting bigger. Soon we could see their faces, the same four girls that broke into dart yesterday. They cut a cord, and we followed the cord all the way up to where the chains started, and we fell. Into the fire. Possibly into the pits of hell. Who knew?

"Outza fire!" I shouted. Sparks flew out of my hand. Nothing happened.

PLEASE READ INTRO BEFORE READING THIS

It was cloudy outside, with no wind, as we were startled by the event they had just witnessed. It was going to rain soon, as I could tell. I always knew if it was going to rain. When I was just two years old, I told my mom it was going to rain, even though it was a beautiful day with tons of sunshine. It happened in the blink of an eye – the sky filled with clouds and rain poured down onto the ground. My mom was super upset because her new garden tool was ruined. My parents always know they can trust me more than the people on the news.

As we looked into the dark, cloudy sky, we tried to figure out what just happened. I was the most confused of the group; at least I think I was. I never thought I would be the one standing up to a bunch of freaks like the ones who were just here. Who were they? Why did they just attack and retreat. How did they disappear? Are they magic like my sunglasses? There were so many questions, but so little answers.
We headed home as it started raining. As we approached the tree, I thought for a second. “Hey guys,” I said. “Yeah,” They replied. “I was just thinking, we should hang more often and work on our moves.” “That sounds great!” Bret #2 said. We all snuck into our houses, soaking wet.

“Where have you been?” my mom shouted. “It’s been three hours. I thought you were just going to Dart!” “I saw some friends on the way home and they needed some help, so I decided to help them. Sorry I didn’t call,” “You better be Bret, I was wondering why you were taking so long, and I thought maybe you went into the back route.” I couldn’t believe she would think I would take the back route. The back route used to just be a trail that four-wheelers would use to goof around, but one day the air was super dry. Cole Billings was just getting back from vacation, and he felt like he just had to ride his four-wheeler. He went in, but hours later, no one could find him. A search team of three professionals went into the back route. Just one of them came out, but he went insane. He was put in a confined area, where they would put people like him to chill out.

No one goes back there, at least anyone smart enough knows to stay away. I was always curious what was back there. Who knows maybe it’s a giant snake or poisonous spider, a mutant animal, a killer that’s on the loose. There were so many answers, but this time, none of them truly answers the question.

As I stood up, it was all gone. The city was burned to the ground. Everyone was melted down and all that was left was skeletons. I was just standing there, ready for anything. I ran down to the bridge, and then I was touched on the shoulder. I looked around.

I woke up from the terrible dream. It was a nightmare. 2:43 A.M. I tried to fall asleep again, but I just couldn’t. I walked down to the kitchen to get a glass of water and I saw something outside the window. Who was that? What was it? I looked outside and it was walking away from our house, the way away from the tree. I quietly unlocked the door and used my secret method of silently opening doors.
It was intense. I felt like they were going to look back and see me. I grabbed the glasses out of the tree. I tried to find the person who ran by our house again. I spotted him and noticed he had a mask on. He all of the sudden just fell, right through the road. I ran towards the place he fell and I looked at it. I jumped three times – then I felt a hand on my leg.


I became aware of what happened about two hours later, when I found myself lying in my bed with a letter in my hand. It read:
Xf xjmm cf sfbez.
I tried to make sense of the letter, but I had no idea of what it meant. I fell asleep once again.


Screech! The noise woke me up. I quickly darted to the window to see what happened. It was just our neighbor, Matt Sheul. He was just starting to get lessons from his parents so he would be ready to take his driving test. He has been an adventurous person, but he doesn’t yet have the guts to go into the back route. No one does though. I knocked over the alarm clock as it started to go off as it does every weekday at 6:30.

I couldn’t believe Easter weekend had already passed. Tuesday was always a strange day at my school, but this day was even stranger. We were having a contest in the school on who could wear the most obnoxious Easter bunny costume. I was amazed that people actually dressed up for the event. I have no idea who won, but it was a scary day.

Ring! The final bell had rung. Everybody quickly left the class room. As I roamed the halls, I saw one of the Brets, Bret #3 to be exact. He wasn’t busy after school, so we biked to my house. I let him try on the sunglasses, and he enjoyed using them. He was actually quite good at using them. He showed me his spear.

“Hey Bret,” Bret #3 said. “Yeah,” I replied. “How did you get your sunglasses?” He asked. “They were an Easter basket gift; all my siblings got a pair too. How did you find your spear?” He paused for a second, but then he spoke, “I was hunting with my dad for some deer up north, way up by the boarder. I ran out because I saw a deer, and I heard a thump behind me. My dad had fallen off the side of the hill. I went to load the gun, but I saw a wolf attack the deer. I backed up and I tripped over my dad’s gun he had dropped.”

“Wow,” I exclaimed. “That’s quite a story.” “I’m not done yet,” Bret #3 went on. “I gave out a little cry, which made the wolf look my way. I ran away, down the side of the hill. It was the long way to my dad, but I didn’t want to fall down the hill. I was going as fast as I could, with the wolf on my tail. I tripped. I noticed a black spot in the snow where I just tripped. I grabbed it and out came a spear.

“I attacked the wolf, even though I’m not the fighting type. I stabbed it and when I pulled out, the spear head went launching through the air. I would have gone to find it, but I thought it was more important to make sure my dad was okay.” “Wow, that was a crazy story,” I said, just plain amazed. I started to look at Bret #3 differently, and knew that he was special in a way, just I didn’t know how yet.

Hello, my name is Bret. I live in Minnesota and was a part of a team of crime stopping heroes. I was the one, the only - wait, I should probably stop talking about that. You don't even know how this all started. How would that be if I just kept telling you the end of the story. I don't want to ruin it for you so, here we go...

One afternoon I was walking home from my friend's house. It was late in the night, so I went right to bed. When I woke up I remembered it was Easter morning! I rushed out of bed to find my Easter basket. I found it had been hid under my bed... last place I would look. I got two chocolate bars and a pair of sunglasses.

I was in a rush to go to my grandparent's house this afternoon, and I put on the sunglasses. I had not seen my grandparents for about a year. My mom walked into the room, and said, "Bret, I need you to run to Dart (the local store) and pick up a can of pineapple juice. Don't forget to wear your coat. It's pouring outside!"

I got my coat on and headed outside. I hopped on my bike, and noticed I was still wearing my sunglasses. I biked down the driveway and I was off. As I turned the corner it started to rain harder. "Stop raining! I'm soaked!" I said. But what happened next was a coincidence. It had stopped raining. "That's weird," I thought.


The next day I woke up and told my parents that I was going outside. I put on my sunglasses and jumped on the trampoline. I had been practicing a move where you do a back flip, and then you twist while your in the air. I couldn’t get it down. I concentrated really hard and jumped. Back. Spin. Land. I did it! I landed the move! I tried it again and it worked. Then my sunglasses fell off. I didn’t think it would be too important to pick them up, so I tried the move again. Thud! I landed on my stomach. I looked at the sunglasses, and started to think something was up.

I walked over to my house and found a big scratch I had made last Christmas when I tried out my new toy airplane. I looked at it and concentrated on the scratch. "Mend," I thought. The scratch slowly disappeared. I then knew that my sunglasses were magic. I was amazed. I decided to hide the sunglasses somewhere where no one would look. I hid them in a hole in a tree out in the open area by all the houses. I sealed the hole with some mud. My mom called me in for lunch. I sat down and munched away at the noodles and oranges on my plate.

As I got outside, I had to go back to the tree. I saw two other guys digging in the tree. I rushed over and all I could say was, "Freeze." But I had forgotten I took off my sunglasses. They grabbed two weapons out of a tree. One had a broken hockey stick, the other a spear. The spear was missing its head. I ran at the tree and slid on the ground to grab the glasses. I bumped into the tree and the glasses fell next to me. I quickly grabbed the sunglasses and pointed at both of them, thinking of something to do. "What's that going to do, Mr. Finger?" one of them said.

I shouted, "Freeze!" They jumped out of the way just in time. I froze the tree. "Wow, that would have sucked," said the one with the spear. "How do you do that?" "The sunglasses," I responded. "They have powers." "Cool," said the one with the hockey stick. "What's your name?" the one with the spear asked. "Bret," I mumbled, feeling somewhat dumb I told these two who I was. "That's my name!" the other two said at the same time. "What! All three of us have the same name!" I asked, shocked.

We talked for hours about ourselves, getting to know each other. "Hey," said Bret #2 (hockey stick). "That marking on your sunglasses is the same one that is on my stick. See, right... there." They were the same. I felt shocked. "The same symbol is on the end of my spear, where the arrow head is supposed to go." "We must be here for a reason," I said. Screech! Crash!

The crashing noise made us jump, so much that we were shaking for a few seconds. "What was that?" Bret #3 asked. "I don't know," Bret #2 answered. "Here, i'm going to track where the noise came from using the magic," "Really? You can do that?" asked Bret #2. I replied, "I hope so, heegura!" A bunch of green, I want to say dust, but that wouldn't be the right term, appeared in the air. We followed it and before I knew it, we were at a park, but we saw no one. "Maybe this is where the sound came from, but they probably left," I exclaimed. "Well I have to get home" "Me too," Bret #2 said. "Me three," said Bret #3.

The next day the first thing I did after I ate breakfast was go to Dart, the local store. I was looking at the guitars to see if they had any new ones, but they were still the ones they had for the last few weeks. As I walked to the doors I saw a good deal on pop, so I bought it. I walked out the door but for some strange reason my body wouldn't let me. That's when I noticed someone was robbing the store. I don't know how I knew, I just did. I turned around to see four girls running with bags full of supplies for something. I whispered, not controlling myself, "Sunglasses, Hockey Stick and Staff are together." Nothing happened. I focused really hard on the two Brets I saw yesterday and said, "Here, at Dart, Now, Camagoho, hamazon…" I tried many bizarre words that came to mind but none of them worked. I said, "Disguise." I felt my face was covered with something and I hoped it didn't look too weird.

I shouted, "Hey! What do you think your doing?" "What does it look like were doing?" One of them said. I shouted, "Ice!" Little ice shards shot out of my hand. “I meant freez-," They all tripped on what look to be ice. "Bret!" I heard someone shout. I looked behind me. It was Bret #2! "I just had a feeling to come here, but I don't know why I had it." "My spell," I said. "It worked!" "Look out!" I got out of the way just in time to avoid a bunch of needles flying at me at high speeds. "Retreat," said the girl who I believe is the leader. They each held a necklace that they were wearing and they, I want to say evaporated into the air, and then they were gone. "What was that?" I looked around to find Bret #3 was arriving as well, just in time to see them vanish. "I felt like I was fl-" "I know. I sent you the though a spell." I told him. "Oh! That’s cool!" he said. "But I have one question," Bret #2 exclaimed. "Who were they?"

This is a blog created for my book, Bretboy. It is a book I have been writing for quite some time but I rarely ever work on it so I decided to create a blog. Creating a blog would make me have to work on it more so people can read the next chapter in the series. I hope you enjoy Bretboy and keep coming back!!