My Worst Day

I'm Austin, I'm 15 years old, and I'm going to tell you about my worst day ever. Today semed like a normal Saturday, I woke up, got some food, and played Gears of War 3, it was a beutiful day outside, so I turned off the console and started for the door, as I walked outside, a flash of bright light blinded me for a moment. I looked around, my cousin (who lives with me) was laying on a foldout chair, talking on the phone. A group of kids were running around, playing tag, and laughing away. It was a very hot day, so i decided to go back inside and wait for a few more minutes. It was a perfect day for my perfect world.

I sat on my bed and began to watch telivision. It was some weird documentary about ghosts or something. I layed back and began to feel drowzy, I soon fell asleep. The last thing i saw was my clock. It read 8:32 a.m. When i fell asleep, thats when things got weird. I was having a dream, it started out with me running through the woods of my house, trying to escape. I knew my way around my woods, but this was different, when I thought I escaped, they just continued. I was lost, I stopped for a moment to catch my breathe. I looked up at the sky, and what I saw startled me. the sky was gray, and cloudless, like a storm was about to hit. I'll admit, I was scared, I remembered that the sky was just blue and beutiful a moment ago, and now this. Then, I heard a deep growl. The sky darkened and to a point where it seemed like it was night.

I looked around for the source of the noise, but I saw nothing, I heard it again, only this time, it was closer, I started to panic, whatever was making the noise was coming towards me. I gained back my samina and started to run away, away from the noise. I heard it again, it sounded even closer than before. Then I heard it once more. It was right behind me. I felt a shrp pain go down my back, and i collapsed to the hard ground on my stomache. I rolled over with my eyes closed and grunted in pain. I didint want to open my eyes, I just wanted it to end. I felt breathing on my face, like the thing was staring right at me. It felt like i was forced to open my eyes, and what i saw made me silent and wide eyed. It was a creature, like no other I'd ever seen. It had black eyes, with blood dripping down from them. Its teeth were razor sharp and covered with chunks of flesh, as if it had just eaten a recent kill. Its fur was mangy and matted, the few patches it had were crimson. Its skin was bloody and ripped, as if had fought with another creature. It had horns that curled into loops, one was broken at the end. And its claws. Its horrible claws, the tools that incapacitated me, were bloody and cracked. The creature beared a reseamblence to a panther. As it was looking down on me, it began to do a devilish smile, which streched from one eye to the other. I got a good look at its teeth. It then lunged forward at me. And i awoke with a small screem.

I looked at the telivision. It was static. All the lights in the house were off. I then turned toward my clock. It read 8:32 a.m. There's no way that the dream occured for less than a minute. I layed their, staring at my clock. It didnt change. I sat up and unplugged. It still had the numbers on it, they didn't go away. I started to freak out. I threw the clock on the floor. The numbers began to flicker, on and off, until i got up from my bed and they turned normal again. I grabbed my remote and turned my telivision off, bit instead of it going black, it still made static. I looked deeply into the static, and what i saw suprised me. The numbers 8:32. I fell down onto the floor. "MOM!" i screamed in fear. no awnser. "MOM! MOM!" I yelled even louder still no awnser. I ran into the living room. There was no one. I opened the front door, the sky was no longer blue and pretty. but instead was gray and cloudless. The kids weren't playing, my cousin wasn't talking on the phone, no one was there. All the cars had left, and when i looked down our driveway, mist blinded anything that wasn't in front of me.

I walked back inside slowly and with my head down, I felt tears coming to my eyes. I went inot the bathroom and splashed water onto my face, i looked at myself in the mirror. "It's all just a dream, you'll wake up." I said to myself. I splashed more water onto myself and looked up again. Something was carved into the mirror. I looked closer, it was 8:32. I backed away from the mirror and fell onto my back. As I stared at the ceiling, 8:32 was written everywhere. On the walls, doors, floor. I stood up and ran screaming out the front door. I proceeded down my driveway, I kept going, but I had to stop and catch my breathe. I looked around, and was startled by an unusual sight, the woods from my dream, I looked up and saw the sky from my dream. And as I looked back down, I saw a Bible. I'm not the most religious person, but I grabbed the Bible and held it close to my chest. I opened it up and instantly flipped to any page I could. When I stopped flipping, I was on Jonh...8:32. I gasped. I began to read the passage. It said, "Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free."

What did this mean? I looked around, I vomited due to what I saw. The dead members of my family, all slaughtered in gruesome ways. I walked trough the corpses, and in the middle, it was me. My dead body. I had a familiar claw mark across my back. I leaned down and felt my cold, dead face, but my hand fazed through myself. I looked at my hand. I could slightly see through it. "Oh no." I said to myself. Beside my corpse was an envelope. I could actually pick it up. I opened it and inside was a peice of paper. On it, it read, "Name: Austin Webb, Age: 15 years. Cause of Death: Mauling." I didn't want to, but I continued reading. "Austin Webb was attacked by a creature along with his mother, aunt, and cousin, he was the only survivor, and suffered large, unidentifiable claw marks across his back. When he was found, he was in a coma, after 3 weeks of struggling to survive, he passed away at 8:32 a.m. on Saturday, August 19th." this was a death report, I was dead, along with my mother, cousin, and aunt. I fell to my knees. It all made sense now, the dream wasn't a dream at all. It was a memory, and the entire time, I was stuck in Limbo, thinking I was alive, and living my life. As I knelt on the ground, I heard a very familiar sound. A deep growl. My killer had returned.