The days were getting shorter,and the crisp cool fall air shiverd with every wind blow. The smell of the wet leaves was letting us know that winter was almost near. This was all just the way i like it most people wouldnt be able to understand. I was woken by a small voice at 2:00 am saying, "I know you can hear me fall my voice child and all will be ok". I thought i was dreaming that shit but turns out i heard this voice. Yes I was scared all the hair from top to bottom were standing on edge like lightning just hit near by. My heart was beatting like a thousand drums. What could this be i wonder. So I decided to grab the flash light i kept in case of emergencys not like i was afraid of the dark or anything. I had to creep down the first sets of stairs and hope I didnt wake mom and dad. Sure enought i almost made down the whole set but the last step had to creek. Mom asked "Where are you going this time of night?", and my replie "out for a smoke mom?". Yeah that was my new habbit. So I went outside and still heard that voice and of course I followed it. The voice was sincere and mellow and very quite easing after the first 5 minutes of hearing it. It was leading me down to the path along the rivers edge. Why oh why was it leading me here this was quite the mistory.