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Nothing special,just tell me what you think. Like i said,this is a ROUGHDRAFT,so there is miss-spelling,and they are just ideas. Thank you. :3
Chapter 1
I walked to my bus stop at 6:49 AM. "Im going to miss the dang bus." I said to myself. I got to the stop in time-but no one was there. I looked around every corner. Heck,I even looked behind crap. No one anywhere. "I missed the bus again!" I shouted. I ran to school,which took a long twenty minutes. I can say,im not a quick runner. When I got to school,the bell rang. I groaned and started to run without very much energy from running to school. Right when i reached the door,the tarty bell rang. "Dang it!!!!" I shouted and slammed my head on the wall.
I opened the door and jumped into my seat. Everyone was staring at me. Well,more like glaring,and not everyone was looking at me. Just the people who have nothing to do but talk,and of course,the teacher,Mr.Reed. I looked down at my desk,and I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see my best friend Jackson looking at me. He gave me a note. "Open It." I turned back to my desk and opened it. The writing on it was small and not really visable. When I looked closer it said, "Drake,middle school sucks." I crumbled it up and threw it into the trash can. "When did you relize this Jackson,3 days ago?!" I silently shouted. He laughed. "No today. My locker was jammed and i got swept for being a minute late." I raised an eyebrow. "We are new...third day...and they are treating us like we have been here for a year already?". "Guess so." Jackson said. I mumbled to myself and then Mr.Reed started talking about global warming. Of course,Mr.Reed is our science teacher,and a strict one at that. When I was writing notes to study for the test he would give us,he took it up. I always take notes,because this dumb teacher throws us suprise tests,and I like to be prepared. Then,when im trying to study and write things down,he takes them up and says each and every time- "Passing notes sir'?" "No sir'." I would reply. Now i was just fed up. I jumped out of my seat and starting screaming at Mr.Reed. "Man!" Jackson said and I felt him smack the back of my head. "Calm down dude." I mumbled and Mr.Reed sent me to the office. They called my parents,and the front office said they were coming to pick me up. Funny thing was,my mother is....what can i say? Not all in it? She's preppy,and..well-crazy. She's always jittery. She has blonde hair and green eyes. Her hairs straight and shes about 5 foot 2". She almost wears pink all the time,which freaks me out. My dad has brown hair,and hazel eyes. All he wears is blue and black,and hes about 6 feet tall. Now,im 12,and i think i look like neither of them. I have black hair,and green eyes. If you look at them for a while,they turn blue. Im about 5 foot 6",and all i wear is baggy,dark jeans and black hoodies. As I sat in the office I saw my mom walk in. "Hi sweet heart!!!!" she said. Well,more like sang it,but hey. My dad was completly silent. We walked out and got into my fathers black infiniti. He has his head lights tinted black and his back lights tinted a bit darker than the front. I got into the back seat and my mom turned on pop music. "Mother,I hate pop music!" I complained. "Well I like it." she replied. I rolled my eyes and put in my head phones and turned on my music-Blue October. I burst it on loud so i couldn't hear the pop music. My dad grabbed my ipod and shut it down. "Hey!" I screamed. "No more music." he said. I growled. "Fine." I replied. We pulled into the driveway. I opened the door and slammed it,mumbling to myself. My father gave me back my ipod and i ran up to my room. I swung open the metal door. I slammed it shut,which made the whole house rumble. I stepped into my room. It has black wall's and metal band posters on it,signed by the bands. I walk over to my bed to lie down and go onto yahoo messenger to talk to my friends before dinner. I know they are supposed to be in school,but some ditch it. When I started my laptop,it started to over heat and it burnt my lap. "Ow!" I yelped. I heard foot steps. "And here come's mom..." I say sarcasticly. My door opened quickly and almost knocked over the picture of my sister Ashley. I grabbed the frame before it could break. "What Happened?!" My mother yelled. "I'm fine i just burnt myself with my laptop mother." I said. "Oh,well be careful sweet pea!" she said happily. "Dont call me that." I said deeply. She walked out of my room...almost a skip,and lightly shut the door.
chapter 2
When it was time for dinner,I went downstairs. I quicky sat down and was hoping for some sort of poultry. Like a turkey or chicken. Then I smell...vegtables? My mom walks in with a gigantic bowl of spinich. "Dinner is served!" she said and set the bowl on the table. She took a spoon and plopped some on my plate. I stared at it. "Mom,you know I hate spinich." I said. I poked it with the tip of my fork and she said "Its good for you! Eat it.". I stared at my food again and glared at her. "I'm going to skip dinner tonight." I said lazily. I slid out of my chair and ran upstairs into my room. I took the picture of Ashley off my desk. I sighed heavily. Why did she have to die? I thought. If her stupid boyfriend didnt run that stoplight,she would be here with me,in my room,on my bed,making me happy. I took out my phone. Its a little black rumor with a gray tint. I read the writing on my backround. The 10 commandments. The one I always disobey-
"Thy Sould Honor Thy Mother and Thy Father"
- I always say when I read that "I'm so going to hell." I looked at the picture of Ashley again..I studied her black hair and dark brown eyes. A tear fell from my eye. I missed her so much. I set the picture down next to my bed. I lied down in bed. My mother called up to me to help her,and i said i was going to bed. A lie,which i knew i was telling. I was planning on listening to heavy metal all night. Another commandment i have broken-
"Thou Shall Not Lie"
-So there you have it. I am so going to hell. I have broken these commandments way to many times,but the day i die,i know im going to hell,so it wont really be a suprise to me. I shut off the lights and hopped into bed. When i pulled the heavy black blanket over me,i started thinking. My thoughts were really this- "It's funny how people go to hell for the littlest things.". Lost in my thoughts,I drifted off into REM sleep.
It seems everytime someone lectures me,picks on me,or I just daydream randomly,I always picture my sister dying. Over,and over,and over. Like a broken record,it just keeps repeating itself. I remember it was a humid day. Misquitos were out like crazy,and it was around 8:30 PM. I started to walk home. Ashley was supposed to be home soon,with her boyfriend. I recall her saying she was going to a bar. She left. Basketball in hand,i started dribbling it along the sidewalk. I was about four blocks away from home,when I see her boyfriend's car pass by me. We have the strangest intersection. Its a four-way intersection,with stop lights. Ashley's boyfriend was driving. His eyes were blood-shot,his long blond hair scattered all over his face. He kept giggling and hiccuping. They were in a green and black smart car,and the light turned red quickly. I know he saw the light change,I know he did. Ashley rolled down the window when she saw me. She waved and smiled showing her line of perfect,white teeth. She waved to me and said "Hey Drake!". I smiled,happy to know my sister was coming home. Happy to know she would be there when I got there. Happy to have a sister who loves me. Ashley wasnt paying any attetion to her boyfriend. He ran the red light. A huge toyota ran into the side of the smart car. Her scream pierced my ears. The box car was smashed in sideways,killing Ashley,and her boyfriend.Then and there,my watched my 14 year old sister die. I ran to the smart car. I felt hot tears running down my face. I saw the person at the second intersection run out of the car and pull out their phone. The passenger of that car ran to me and pulled me away,trying to comfort me. I tried to pull away. Screaming,fighting,I then told the person that was my sister. Choaking and crying from all the crying I had done.I ran home,and rushed to my room. I jumped onto my bed and buried my face in my pillow and started to cry harder. My face got hot,I tore off my jacket and shirt. I got out of bed and started tearing pictures off of my walls.My dad must have heard because he ran up and saw me. I looked at him,face and eyes red. He ran to me and hugged me tight as I cried into his shoulder. He has told me the police had called and told me about Ashley's death,and how a boy was on the scene and just ran. I was just a little boy when it happened. I was eight years old at the most. Dad knew it was me,he just had to.
Waking up sweating is never a good sign is it? Jerking my body up in alarm of my dream,sweat was pouring from my face. I lied back down. So this is why I dont care anymore. Happiness,care,love,its all gone since Ashley died. Its useless for me to live. Im just one person who wont make a difference,who doesnt need to be on this earth. As I doze off again,I relize im not dozing off. I see the moonlight that was once reflecting in my room gone. All the pictures and posters blending in with the black wall. All forming into one,small,red dot. The warmth of my blankets disapper,along with my bed. The only thing I see is the little red dot,which seems to be laughing into my face. It swings back and forth. I slowly walk on the black tile to inspect the item. As I hold my left hand out to touch it,the dot grows brighter,a lighter red. Trying to grab the item,I trip over my own foot,stumble and face-plant onto the pitch black floor-that is,if it even is a floor. The area I seem to be in is like a pitch black room. Its just empty space. All I can see is the red dot,and my clothes. I push myself back onto my feet. Black hair is a mess,body shaking from fear,I grasp the glowing dot,just to automaticlly let go of it. I scream and pull away. "Hey,you stupid thing,that hurt!". The levitating dot had burnt me. It looked like a third degree burn,but heck,I could see anything! The dot floated away,and I "happened" to follow it,just to feel rocks under my feet. Starting to become more cautious,I start using my hands to feel around. Easy for the stupid,floating,glowing dot. It had quite a few perks to be in the dark. Glowing light,to see where it's going,Floatation,to float over things. Sadly,humans like me have none of those things "naturally". Then,I started to think. When you die,you see a white light,right? Well,now i think i know what this red light is. It's the light you see when your going to hell. Before I can stop walking,I fall into an endless abyss.
Chapter 3
Falling on your back straight onto a tree hurts. I learned that the hard way. Falling down a pit,going about 60 miles per hour,and hitting a tree that felt like a whip on my back. Seeing that little red dot acctually pissed the hell out of me. It was still up there,looking down at me laughing. Slowly getting up,a tunnel becomes visable. Warmth hit my body,which made me walk towards it as quickly as I could. I turn the corner and enter the cave,only to find a man in a black robe made of yellow,old,skulls,with a scype in his boney,creaking fingers,ontop of a long,wooden,metal pillar in a field of flames.
Chapter 1
I walked to my bus stop at 6:49 AM. "Im going to miss the dang bus." I said to myself. I got to the stop in time-but no one was there. I looked around every corner. Heck,I even looked behind crap. No one anywhere. "I missed the bus again!" I shouted. I ran to school,which took a long twenty minutes. I can say,im not a quick runner. When I got to school,the bell rang. I groaned and started to run without very much energy from running to school. Right when i reached the door,the tarty bell rang. "Dang it!!!!" I shouted and slammed my head on the wall.
I opened the door and jumped into my seat. Everyone was staring at me. Well,more like glaring,and not everyone was looking at me. Just the people who have nothing to do but talk,and of course,the teacher,Mr.Reed. I looked down at my desk,and I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see my best friend Jackson looking at me. He gave me a note. "Open It." I turned back to my desk and opened it. The writing on it was small and not really visable. When I looked closer it said, "Drake,middle school sucks." I crumbled it up and threw it into the trash can. "When did you relize this Jackson,3 days ago?!" I silently shouted. He laughed. "No today. My locker was jammed and i got swept for being a minute late." I raised an eyebrow. "We are new...third day...and they are treating us like we have been here for a year already?". "Guess so." Jackson said. I mumbled to myself and then Mr.Reed started talking about global warming. Of course,Mr.Reed is our science teacher,and a strict one at that. When I was writing notes to study for the test he would give us,he took it up. I always take notes,because this dumb teacher throws us suprise tests,and I like to be prepared. Then,when im trying to study and write things down,he takes them up and says each and every time- "Passing notes sir'?" "No sir'." I would reply. Now i was just fed up. I jumped out of my seat and starting screaming at Mr.Reed. "Man!" Jackson said and I felt him smack the back of my head. "Calm down dude." I mumbled and Mr.Reed sent me to the office. They called my parents,and the front office said they were coming to pick me up. Funny thing was,my mother is....what can i say? Not all in it? She's preppy,and..well-crazy. She's always jittery. She has blonde hair and green eyes. Her hairs straight and shes about 5 foot 2". She almost wears pink all the time,which freaks me out. My dad has brown hair,and hazel eyes. All he wears is blue and black,and hes about 6 feet tall. Now,im 12,and i think i look like neither of them. I have black hair,and green eyes. If you look at them for a while,they turn blue. Im about 5 foot 6",and all i wear is baggy,dark jeans and black hoodies. As I sat in the office I saw my mom walk in. "Hi sweet heart!!!!" she said. Well,more like sang it,but hey. My dad was completly silent. We walked out and got into my fathers black infiniti. He has his head lights tinted black and his back lights tinted a bit darker than the front. I got into the back seat and my mom turned on pop music. "Mother,I hate pop music!" I complained. "Well I like it." she replied. I rolled my eyes and put in my head phones and turned on my music-Blue October. I burst it on loud so i couldn't hear the pop music. My dad grabbed my ipod and shut it down. "Hey!" I screamed. "No more music." he said. I growled. "Fine." I replied. We pulled into the driveway. I opened the door and slammed it,mumbling to myself. My father gave me back my ipod and i ran up to my room. I swung open the metal door. I slammed it shut,which made the whole house rumble. I stepped into my room. It has black wall's and metal band posters on it,signed by the bands. I walk over to my bed to lie down and go onto yahoo messenger to talk to my friends before dinner. I know they are supposed to be in school,but some ditch it. When I started my laptop,it started to over heat and it burnt my lap. "Ow!" I yelped. I heard foot steps. "And here come's mom..." I say sarcasticly. My door opened quickly and almost knocked over the picture of my sister Ashley. I grabbed the frame before it could break. "What Happened?!" My mother yelled. "I'm fine i just burnt myself with my laptop mother." I said. "Oh,well be careful sweet pea!" she said happily. "Dont call me that." I said deeply. She walked out of my room...almost a skip,and lightly shut the door.
chapter 2
When it was time for dinner,I went downstairs. I quicky sat down and was hoping for some sort of poultry. Like a turkey or chicken. Then I smell...vegtables? My mom walks in with a gigantic bowl of spinich. "Dinner is served!" she said and set the bowl on the table. She took a spoon and plopped some on my plate. I stared at it. "Mom,you know I hate spinich." I said. I poked it with the tip of my fork and she said "Its good for you! Eat it.". I stared at my food again and glared at her. "I'm going to skip dinner tonight." I said lazily. I slid out of my chair and ran upstairs into my room. I took the picture of Ashley off my desk. I sighed heavily. Why did she have to die? I thought. If her stupid boyfriend didnt run that stoplight,she would be here with me,in my room,on my bed,making me happy. I took out my phone. Its a little black rumor with a gray tint. I read the writing on my backround. The 10 commandments. The one I always disobey-
"Thy Sould Honor Thy Mother and Thy Father"
- I always say when I read that "I'm so going to hell." I looked at the picture of Ashley again..I studied her black hair and dark brown eyes. A tear fell from my eye. I missed her so much. I set the picture down next to my bed. I lied down in bed. My mother called up to me to help her,and i said i was going to bed. A lie,which i knew i was telling. I was planning on listening to heavy metal all night. Another commandment i have broken-
"Thou Shall Not Lie"
-So there you have it. I am so going to hell. I have broken these commandments way to many times,but the day i die,i know im going to hell,so it wont really be a suprise to me. I shut off the lights and hopped into bed. When i pulled the heavy black blanket over me,i started thinking. My thoughts were really this- "It's funny how people go to hell for the littlest things.". Lost in my thoughts,I drifted off into REM sleep.
It seems everytime someone lectures me,picks on me,or I just daydream randomly,I always picture my sister dying. Over,and over,and over. Like a broken record,it just keeps repeating itself. I remember it was a humid day. Misquitos were out like crazy,and it was around 8:30 PM. I started to walk home. Ashley was supposed to be home soon,with her boyfriend. I recall her saying she was going to a bar. She left. Basketball in hand,i started dribbling it along the sidewalk. I was about four blocks away from home,when I see her boyfriend's car pass by me. We have the strangest intersection. Its a four-way intersection,with stop lights. Ashley's boyfriend was driving. His eyes were blood-shot,his long blond hair scattered all over his face. He kept giggling and hiccuping. They were in a green and black smart car,and the light turned red quickly. I know he saw the light change,I know he did. Ashley rolled down the window when she saw me. She waved and smiled showing her line of perfect,white teeth. She waved to me and said "Hey Drake!". I smiled,happy to know my sister was coming home. Happy to know she would be there when I got there. Happy to have a sister who loves me. Ashley wasnt paying any attetion to her boyfriend. He ran the red light. A huge toyota ran into the side of the smart car. Her scream pierced my ears. The box car was smashed in sideways,killing Ashley,and her boyfriend.Then and there,my watched my 14 year old sister die. I ran to the smart car. I felt hot tears running down my face. I saw the person at the second intersection run out of the car and pull out their phone. The passenger of that car ran to me and pulled me away,trying to comfort me. I tried to pull away. Screaming,fighting,I then told the person that was my sister. Choaking and crying from all the crying I had done.I ran home,and rushed to my room. I jumped onto my bed and buried my face in my pillow and started to cry harder. My face got hot,I tore off my jacket and shirt. I got out of bed and started tearing pictures off of my walls.My dad must have heard because he ran up and saw me. I looked at him,face and eyes red. He ran to me and hugged me tight as I cried into his shoulder. He has told me the police had called and told me about Ashley's death,and how a boy was on the scene and just ran. I was just a little boy when it happened. I was eight years old at the most. Dad knew it was me,he just had to.
Waking up sweating is never a good sign is it? Jerking my body up in alarm of my dream,sweat was pouring from my face. I lied back down. So this is why I dont care anymore. Happiness,care,love,its all gone since Ashley died. Its useless for me to live. Im just one person who wont make a difference,who doesnt need to be on this earth. As I doze off again,I relize im not dozing off. I see the moonlight that was once reflecting in my room gone. All the pictures and posters blending in with the black wall. All forming into one,small,red dot. The warmth of my blankets disapper,along with my bed. The only thing I see is the little red dot,which seems to be laughing into my face. It swings back and forth. I slowly walk on the black tile to inspect the item. As I hold my left hand out to touch it,the dot grows brighter,a lighter red. Trying to grab the item,I trip over my own foot,stumble and face-plant onto the pitch black floor-that is,if it even is a floor. The area I seem to be in is like a pitch black room. Its just empty space. All I can see is the red dot,and my clothes. I push myself back onto my feet. Black hair is a mess,body shaking from fear,I grasp the glowing dot,just to automaticlly let go of it. I scream and pull away. "Hey,you stupid thing,that hurt!". The levitating dot had burnt me. It looked like a third degree burn,but heck,I could see anything! The dot floated away,and I "happened" to follow it,just to feel rocks under my feet. Starting to become more cautious,I start using my hands to feel around. Easy for the stupid,floating,glowing dot. It had quite a few perks to be in the dark. Glowing light,to see where it's going,Floatation,to float over things. Sadly,humans like me have none of those things "naturally". Then,I started to think. When you die,you see a white light,right? Well,now i think i know what this red light is. It's the light you see when your going to hell. Before I can stop walking,I fall into an endless abyss.
Chapter 3
Falling on your back straight onto a tree hurts. I learned that the hard way. Falling down a pit,going about 60 miles per hour,and hitting a tree that felt like a whip on my back. Seeing that little red dot acctually pissed the hell out of me. It was still up there,looking down at me laughing. Slowly getting up,a tunnel becomes visable. Warmth hit my body,which made me walk towards it as quickly as I could. I turn the corner and enter the cave,only to find a man in a black robe made of yellow,old,skulls,with a scype in his boney,creaking fingers,ontop of a long,wooden,metal pillar in a field of flames.
