A Story...No.The Truth

Chapter Two: The Call

The next day wasn't much better for me. I ended up having way too much energy when I woke up. And when I brushed my teeth, I looked in the mirror.

I had grey and silver streaks in my hair, and what wasn't streaked, was pure jet black.

I've never dyed my hair, and never planned on it.But when this happened, I didn't know what to say about it. But I went to school anyway. It was a typical Friday. Everyone talking about their weekend plans. More classes. I pissed a kid off because I was tapping on my desk the whole class. Typical day.

I got home and did homework. Got bored and went upstairs, played my PS3. Got pissed about it. It was late, and I still had time to go on a run. See, I had a thing where I would go for a run before going to sleep, so it was normal.

I decided to take a different route around town tonight and ended up out in the middle of the forest. I'd went in there before for air soft skirmishes before. I went in and just took in the pure beauty of nature. After a while, I realized I'd went farther than I thought.

Then it got weird.

I felt worse than ever before. I fell to my knees as it felt like someone welded my bones together, melted them, and poured it back where my bones were. My skin felt like someone doused me in gasoline and lit it on fire. I couldn't explain anything worse, and when it started, I could feel the wind around me. But, when the pain subsided, I was lower to the ground. I could see more than ever. It was a new point of view for me. And my clothes were shredded on the ground.