Monday, May 14, 2015
The sky was a glorious bright blue. The majestic sun was beaming through the clouds as I locked the duplex door and began to walk to Lyons Academy. I glance at my copper watch, 7:20. I groan. I was going to be late.
Classes at Lyons don't start until 7:25. Students who were absent or tardy 6 times in the past two weeks have after-school detention. Usually, I get up at 6:30 with my alarm via phone. Unfortunately, I slept right through it today. This weekend was a long weekend for me, especially after everything that happened on Friday.
"Friday... crazy to believe it's been three days since that chaotic day," I thought to myself. I was with my mother all weekend. Occasionally, leaving to grab things from the duplex for her until Sunday night at seven. She urged me to go home and get ready for Monday since this was finals week at Lyons Academy. All it'd be is me doing final assignments /projects, review packets, and study guides on Monday, Tuesday, and the exams on Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday.
So I went home, took a hot shower, and then got in bed. Feeling cozy and warm after the shower, I instantly fell asleep... for like five minutes.
Lately, I've been having nightmares. They all start the same. I'm beating the crap out of Wade, and I'm enjoying it. That part doesn't scare me in the slightest, though. If anything, it was INVIGORATING(He had it coming, I don't care). The endless racial jokes about my Asian and Black Heritage. I can sense my inner consciousness taking pleasure in the justice being served.
However, it's what happens after that haunts me, the scene changes, I find my mom in my arms, coughing up blood, and then after she calls out my name, she goes lifeless. My hands are covered in her blood, and then a dark silhouette stands over me. His teeth and tongue are visible. He begins to laugh at me. I can feel the water build up in my eyes, I'm yelling her name, and she isn't reacting at all. Out of anger, I rush the silhouette and tackle him onto his ass. Right as I bring my fist down to his chest, it catches my punch.
Its laugh gets more maniacal as the silhouette dissolves into literal sparks that rush upon me and engulf my body.
It's attempting to merge with me. It laughs maniacally as I struggle to fight against the barrage of hundreds of sparks alone.