peculiar

Death likes me

Saturday was the longest day i had ever had in my life. So of course i spend my Sunday just lying around, watching tv, eating and making out with Bella. I was the rich cool kid but i was also a wierdo. The first trait covered the latter. I loved making out so i spent the whole day in bed with Bella.

Monday! This as ussual was the worst day of the week- i bet it is also your worst-

My monday started on a low. For starters, my six O'clock alarm didn't ring. It was kind of like telling me to stay in bed all day. I woke up with a start at eight O'clock. Opened my eyes and just stared at the ceiling. My head was killing me. I mean literary killing me. It was throbbing so hard i could feel the heart pump blood to my head.

I lifted my lazy self up, threw my blankets on the floor, dropped my feet to the floor and sat on the edge of my bed. I looked around the room which actually looked like a pig sty and breathed out heavily. I dropped my head into my hands and started to think on whether to get up or not. I came to a descision yo get up and run to school. So i started to stand up although every other part of my body was shouting at me not to. Still, i stood up, in a white.... almost brown vest and black shorts. I staggered around the room to the window and ripped the curtains apart.

Light suddenly flooded the room like a tsunami. My eyea were temporarily blinded. I kept staring outside but i could see nothing, just a whiteness that was irritating. I rubbed both my eyes with both my hands. And my vision started to come back to me.

A blurry image started to form outside the window on the sidewalk. As my sight became clearer i noticed that my window had water droplets. On having a better look outside, i noticed that it was drizzling. The sky was covered by grey clouds. Some were dark and some just grey. Some made really wierd shapes, as though they were telling me that something would go down on that particular monday.

Then suddenly, i felt the urge to look at the image on the sidewalk. It was more of a pull that i could not at all resist. I inclined my head a little biy and caught sight of the man standing on the sidewalk. He had this stone face expression that made me quiver. His long black hair was wet, but what was funny was that his clothes did not look wet. The rain seemed to just go through him and hit the ground. His eyes, they were blue eyes, big blue eyes.

Our eyes locked. Everything around just slowed down. The raindrops seemed to fall in slow motion, the vehicles that were passing by reduced their speed and the birds slowed down. Everything just went silent. I even forgot about my headache -oh! It had actually originated from the bottle of vodka i had struggled so much to reach the bottom last night- everything was so silent i could have sworn i could hear my heart muscles pump blood to my body.

His eyes had this dark look. Then it hit me, this was exactly what had happened in class on Friday. My instinct suddenly screamed at me to stop looking at this mans eyes, but my curiosity got the better part of me. Looking at his eyes felt wierd. It felt as though i was standing at the edge of a cliff staring down into the endless abys filled with darkness. This sort of pulled me to him.

Then a vehicle came speeding and went right through him. In no time he was nowhere to be seen. He had just disappeared into thin air. Questions flooded my mind. Now i was spooked. I had just seen something that is not possible in real life, a car had just gone through a man and did not hit him.

This was the beginning of my story

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Class was already over when i arrived at school. I went to my locker, opened it and looked inside it. What i saw freaked me out. I was freaking out standing where i was. My eyes fixated inside the locker, my bottom jaw dropped and my mouth ran dry.