TITLE: THE BONE TREE
GENRE: MG Horror
The crackle of static wakes me up before the pebble against my window does.
“Echo Lima Sierra Indigo Echo, do you read me?” My best friend’s voice cracks and pops over the rechargeable grey walkie talkie he got me for Christmas last year.
I sit up and scramble through my nightstand drawer until my hand wraps around the hard plastic. I turn the volume down and hold my breath, waiting for Dad’s thundering footsteps. They don’t come. Another pebble hits my window. My heart thumps in my chest and I wrinkle my nose. I hold down the long plastic button on the side of the walkie. “Romeo Oxford Mike Alpha November, I’m up. Stop chucking stuff at my window.”
I hear Roman laugh without the help of the walkie talkie. “You tryin’ to chicken out on me?”
“No, but if you don’t shut up I’ll be busted before I leave.” I toss the walkie on my bed and stand up, still dressed in my clothes from school so I don’t have to turn on my light. I grab a can of Pam out of my nightstand and spray it around the windowsill. The window slides up without a peep. I hop on the roof, crawl to the edge, and fall into the night. I land in the middle of the trampoline and scamper off.
If I’m going to get caught, it’ll happen now. I give Mom a few seconds to turn on her bedside lamp and fling up the blinds.