I Fell To My Death

Chapter one...

I was on my way to the restroom when I saw my mom and dad in the mirror just before the receptionist's desk... I had to turn around to see if my eyes or this mirror was playing games with me.I saw nothing, turned back and continued to the bathroom. I did my business, washed my hands and just before I left, I heard someone call my name, I turned my head at super speed and I saw a butterfly, knocking against the window, as I walked over to the window, I realised that my reflection in the mirror was still in the position I was before seeing the butterfly... It freaked the fuck out of me and I got out of there as soon as I could... Three weeks pass and it's escaping my mind slowly. I got a phone call from my aunt that day, she told me that she hadn't felt good and that I should get over there. She lives miles away so I called my mom for some cash for a bus. Here's the fucked up part. My mom asked me what i needed the money for, I told her and her response was discarding. She told me that my aunt had passed away just three weeks ago, and because of signal problems they couldn't get hold of me to let me know about this tragedy. Which I found fucked up because I just got off the phone with her. She sounded worried about something.

I ran out of my house just so I could get some fresh air and as I got out side three ladies walk pass me with teeth as eyes and there mouths were covered with some sort of cloth from ear to ear. Not that I could see if they literally looking at me, but I could sense that they noticed me. They faded away... Yes they fucking faded away! Like what the hech right?

So I ran back into the house and I saw my husband just sitting there, it was 15:54 at the time and he was still supposed to be at work. I asked him if everything was Okay, he turned his head and said yes, and that he's home early because there was difficulties with the networking at his workplace. He noticed that I was a bit pale, took my hands pulled me to the couch and asked me if I enjoyed the view that he has created for me. I was confused and asked what he was talking about, he got up went to the window and sided the curtain and there was my mom hanging from her hair, her eyes looked as it was about to pop out and her limbs were missing. I closed my eyes as tight as I could for about five seconds, and as soon as I opened them I found myself in a hospital bed. The doctor that came in to check on me was nothing but an ordinary docter. I asked him what had happened to me, he said that I passed out when I saw my aunt's body in the morgue and I've been out for two weeks. At this point I don't know what to think... So I breathe close my eyes and try thinking...

I got home, my husband made me a cup of coffee, I just sat down and put on the tv, as I took a sip of my coffee it tastes funny, so I looked at it and it wasn't coffee anymore... It was some sort of tar that you would see in horror movies it was thick and I swear I saw this shit moving...

Okay so that passed, and one evening late autumn it was raining that night I remember because of the leak in my kitchen just above the sink. I was sitting in bed listening to the radio and I Fell asleep... And then... I'm running up a road, I Do not know where I am or how I got here, but it's dark and only one light at the end or beginning of the road. I look back because somehow I get the feeling that I'm running because something is chasing me, nothing no one, just empty thick darkness as if you were looking into a murderer's eyes. So I slow down and start walking, then I hear a voice say "RUN!", it was so cold, soloud as if the person of the voice I heard was just above me. I looked back and again, nothing. I turned back around to start running then I see a big sort of creature with blue eyes that looked like globes shining bright as stars it was built like a human big human right in front of me. I'm struck dead with fear and I'm thinking what my next move will be, just as I close my eyes this thing, this human like creature grabbed me with both hands, as if you will grab an opportunity that you've been waiting for all your life. I start screaming and then in an echo faded voice I hear my sister's voice saying that I should snap out of it, and that I should wake up, as I heard this I knew I was dreaming and at any minute, I should be awoken. As I open my eyes I'm still in the street with this thing I'll call it "Ziporrah" and this is where I now realise that I am facing this alone. I am caught up in my own fear and only I can get out of the situation that has taken place. I wake up gasping for air, I look down to my arms and the hand prints of ZIPORRAH are clear as crystal, It was about 03:00 at the time so I ran to the bathroom, I wet my face with cold water and as I looked into the mirror I don't see me But I see Ziporrah. I smashed the mirror into millions of pieces and the weird thing is I felt better after smashing that mirror, I felt like I got rid of this bad things that's been haunting me for these passed weeks. So I take this dream as a meaning of something or a sign...