I decided to throw out the book, it looked useless. It barely even said anything. However, I kept the letter. It looked so sophisticated I just wanted to keep it! It's Saturday morning, and every Saturday morning I need to put stuff in the mailbox for my aunt. I never get mail, may because I don't talk to anyone. Maybe that's why I kept the letter, haha. I could care less. I have to walk a block or so to drop off the mail; it's not that bad...
After I saw the mailbox I dropped it off and I just heard a whisper from the mailbox "the booooooook." I decided I should leave quickly before anything weird happens again. As I was walking home I saw the same dude! The dude in the cloak! This time he passed by me, my head wasn't hurting, but I felt itchy all over. I couldn't help but itch everywhere literally everywhere. I started to run home from the embarrassment I was living.
When I reached a block away from the where the conflict was happening, it just stopped... Well now isn't this a fucking beautiful day. Im going home.
Before I barely got home, everything just stopped, the people the weather, even a flying bird! What is this? The worlds going crazy, or is it just me?! Before you know it something dropped on my head, HOLY SH--- It's the book! The freaking book! What the hell!
"Hello? Is anyone there?" I yell out
Can anyone listen, oh wait everything's forzen in time, now to make the day even more the book magically opens!
The book roars "Nick! In what right of mind do you have to think of throwing this book away, are you out of your mind! I will harass you by throwing the book on your head everytime you amke dispose of it, you will until keep this book for the rest of your living life! Or at least until you finish reading the whole book. I swear to you, make disposal of this book. I'll make disposal of you.
P.S. If you ever try telling anyone about what just happened they will remember for a few seconds, and boom knocked out for an hour or so and forgot what happened from what you just said to three hours back.
With love, Witches & Warlock Manager (Jane)
The book make me drop to the floor with trauma. I look all around me time starts continuing on as if anything happens. I run to a person and beg for answers.
"Did you see that?! How my book started speaking... ROARING?!" I yell as I shake the man
"Let go of me! Idiot, who do you think you are? Go home kid what're you drunk?" The man pushes me back and walks away.
I slap myself to make sure I'm not dreaming. Nope! I'm sure the slap hurt me. I go back to the book and try to act as if nothing ever happened and suddenly...
"We're real Nick, calm yourself!" The book whispers as it laughs.
"AH" I cry out
Stop that where did this book come from! The Party Store? How does it even know my name?
"No, we are not a joke! That is ultimately rude of you! How would you like it if I told you if you came from the Party Store! Manners! Oh yeah, we know your name because we know everything about you!" The book says cheerfully.
"I didn't even say that! Wait are you reading my mind?" I say questionably
"Yes and if I were you, I'd stop talking to me people are looking! These humans are so stupid, but still no one likes it when someone thinks they need help. People think you need help, close me and walk home" The book says as if it's being smart.
I close the book and walk home, HAH. The book thinks humans are weird and stupid! I mean look at itself, it's a book... talking, and the book isn't like those books you buy at a store for kids, where you can record your voice and it would play it. If it was, this is one extravagant design and and has way too many on point responses.
I walk home and act as if nothing has happened.
YOU ARE READING
The Awakening
FantasyThere's living, and not-dying... What Nick Watcher does is not die however, he doesn't truly live. An adventure awaits him, including romance, danger, and surprises... but at the end, he is truly living with the supernatural and got what he asked fo...