The Strange Noise in the Woods

A Story by GoldCrypts

This is going to be the first chapter in a short story I am writing! I just want to get the first chapter out to maybe get some feedback!

Scary Story #1
Chapter 1
The day was starting as any other day has. All Desmond had to do was get up.
“Man, school is such a drag,” Desmond exclaimed. He’s just a junior, but he is getting hit hard with “senioritis” already. He wakes up every morning just dreading going to school. Today was no exception.
“Desmond, hurry up, breakfast is getting cold!” His mother would normally come up and make sure he was awake, but she was yelling today. “She must be stressed out,” Desmond thinks to himself. She never yelled unless she had a million things to do. “Alright, I’ll be right down, let me wash up.” He goes, takes a quick shower just to wash up, and hurries downstairs.
She went all out with this breakfast today. Half a plate of eggs, multiple slices of bacon and sausage, 4 slices of toast on each plate, a bowl of fruit, and some orange juice sitting on the table. She normally makes big breakfasts, but this is outrageous.
“Man, big day today?” Desmond asked his mother.
“Oh, you have no idea !” His mother was frantically running around the kitchen, sipping coffee, stuffing down slices of apples and bananas, and still trying to get the kitchen cleaned up and packed up. “Not only do I have to get your breakfast around, but I have to drop off lunch to your father, I have to take your sister to her field trip, AND I have to make it to the office for a meeting at noon. Please, eat as much as you can, take whatever you don’t finish for lunch, and don’t be late to school! I have to go get cleaned up, now that you’re eating. If you leave before I’m out, have a good day at school and I will see you later!”
“Man, you are busy today. Don’t go mental on us now,” Desmond laughs. “Have a good day as well. I love you.” His mother ran off to her bathroom. He ate relatively quickly, everything was so good, much better than it normally is. She seemed to really put time and effort into this meal. But why this one?
After he was done eating, he yelled out that he was leaving, and started to head to school. He could catch the bus, he could ask for a ride, but Desmond really prefers to walk to school. It’s his morning workout, so he wakes up every day earlier than everyone to get that in. He may hate going to school, but he will not miss his workout. Desmond does have a pretty far walk, it takes about 45 minutes to get to school for him, so its not like it’s a hop and a skip away. But he doesn’t mind it. He’s able to outrun all of his bullies anyway because of it.
10 minutes into the walk, and its just another Tuesday morning. Sky looks beautiful, the wind barely blowing, just chilly enough to throw on a jacket. The morning could not be going any better.
About 25 minutes into his walk, over halfway there, he crosses his favorite part of the walk. He comes around to a little stretch that is by some woods, with a beautiful waterfall and creek running right through the middle. Usually, Desmond would stop just before he walked by it, take a good look around, smell the nature, and then continue his way. But today, he kept walking. Instead of looking into the woods, he was looking at his phone, because his friend Vincent had texted him. “Hey, did you get the supplies for the science project today?”
Desmond had started to reply. “Yep, sure did, did you see…” but that’s when he stopped texting. He had heard a noise, something that was a little louder than just the squirrels running around. Then, he heard it again;
THUD
“What the…” Desmond said. As he started to move towards the strange sounds. It sounds like someone stomping around on a wood floor. It sounds like something hitting a wooden wall. It sounds like an axe against a stump.
Desmond had taken about 10 steps into the woods, when all of a sudden, his vision goes black, he feels a thump on his head, and he drops his phone. The phone rolls down the bank, landing directly in the creek, with no sight of Desmond around after that.