Soul snatchers

Blackout

I wake feeling nauseous, the sensation is nothing like any sickness bug or virus I've ever had. It feels like something foreign has invaded my body and is slowly gnawing its way through my stomach. I immediately run to the toilet opposite my bedroom and empty the contents of my stomach, I found myself concerned and very confused at how much I'd been sick as I hadn't eaten all night, that and the fact that my sick was a greyish black colour.

I considered asking my mom about it, but I deeply believe it's one of the many...pleasant  symptoms of becoming a demon as I googled 'black vomit' and it came up with a reasonable explanation that 'Black vomit is usually caused by bleeding in the upper gastrointestinal tract'   However it is seen to be quite rare and and the symptoms that accompany it are different to the ones I am experiencing.

After crossing out Google as a possible demon symptom dictionary I flicked through the library book and found out I am yet to witness other side effects of becoming a demon. But one in particular catches my attention, moments before my eyes will turn fully black the last white areas of my sclera will almost melt into tears that are replaced with the black demon eyes while the white tears continue to slip down my cheek.

By then I doubt I'll have any recollection of anything and will be something else completely.

Sounds fun

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I place my blue eye contacts in and drag myself downstairs, my mom, is setting the table for dinner while my dad is by the stove making the food. The food smells sooo good, but I doubt I'll be able to keep it down, plus food isn't what I came down for.

I hug my mom and dad and place kisses on their cheeks, they seem a little surprised and suspicious because now they think I want something, but they shrug it off as I trot upstairs.

I've decided that as my eyes are nearly fully black that I would leave a note for my parents, explaining what happened to me and then I'll bolt my bedroom door and escape through the old window by my bookcase.

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Once finishing the note for my parents I place it on their beside table, quickly run to my room and sliding the bolt across with a metallic screech. I check my eyes in the mirror: about 1 minute left

Shit, I spent too much time writing that bloody note.

I sprint to the window to go and unlatch it, when I realise that i probably won't open it as I haven't opened it for at least two years as the house was always cold enough, and the latch is jammed as its been painted over since we last decorated. I am just about to smash the window with my desk chairs, when I catch a glimpse of myself in the window, tears are streaming there way down my cheek, not tears of failure or anger, but pure, white tears.

I have failed

I wanted to leave the house before I changed, so I wouldn't hurt my family, but I realise it's far too late, but at least I won't have to go school anymore.

So I sit
Sit and look at my reflection and as the last of the darkness fills my eyes, I count down
5
4
3
2
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Blackout