I guess you expect me to start with a great introduction to my story ...
But hey sorry to disappoint I'm already at the end . My lifeless body being devoured by some creepy things , digging through my eyes but I swear for a moment I blinked.
Caught myself hearing my annoying biology teacher's words echoing in my mind
"Class do you know what happens to dead organisms?". Her eyes were cold as hell... No! That would be a complement ... they were as cold as the ground hell was built on.
For some reason she looked like my mom who I last saw ... Honestly can't remember but I would occasionally have visions of her falling in a black abyss with no end. Her screams didn't seem to bother me. I guess years of barely seeing her got to me or maybe I'm just heartless'.
Suddenly I hear a faint irritating buzz it gets louder with every second and I find my self drifting away from my dream and into white light of emptiness was this it. Is this how its suppose end?
Just emptiness.
The buzz got louder and closer suddenly I felt a cold breeze "Devon !"
In the mist of confusion I wondered who was being called.
"Devon wake up now "
Oh lord it was my, uncle I've lived with him for as long as I could remember apparently I was adopted...
"Devon wake me up now or I'll make you run to the George hill bare footed now!!"
The sound of George Hill sent fear into my veins and horrible chills down my spine. It literally slapped me into reality as the thoughts of the George Hill soaked in. The stone cold surface. The air so thick you would need a butcher knife just to slice out a breath.
I opened my eyes as wide as i could. I was still trying to figure out what was this tall muscular dystrophy with blue eyes and dark brown wolf coloured fur that seemed to fade to black with every inch ...
Then suddenly the fur vanished. Thoughts started to flood in , am seeing things?. I took a long blink to clear my mind. I opened my eyes slowly. Uncle Max was standing at the left edge of my bed. He turned around to open the window
