User:Thelastbutterfly

The screen
I laid myself to rest one night, I felt the unwanted presence of my past getting into my cracked soul. As I stared into the celing, my screen monitor turned on. The monitor wasn't black or blue but a midnight blue. "Who are you!" I screamed at the lifeless screen. The keyboard started to type on its own. ''Why ask yourself Quiana, I am the Shadow self. '' I sat on the leather chair and continued to look at the screen. "What do you want from me?" Once more, the keybored typed ''you really beleive the unwanted death of your friends will fade away? HA! Its just the beginning Quiana, I know your every move from now till your breaking point. '' The screen suddenly shutted down, no automatic log off or force shut down. I curled in bed, breaking point? What breaking point?

I awoke in panic, 7:30 am. "Damn I'm late for school." I slid off my bed and quickly got dressed. Again, that feeling showed but with a stronger force. The lights went off, making matters worse, I was in a severe thunderstorm. Oddly, the computer turned on. If there was no power, how did it turned on by itself?