The Day The Moon Went Crazy

Okay. I'm gonna start by telling you this. This whole thing right here that you are about to read is 100% from my head. And you will be reading this from my point of view. Don't ask to be in here . this isn't a fanfic ... nor is it make-believe . this is based off of my life. 

Even though i wish that it was fiction sometimes.

 Chapter 1 : Lunar Apocalypse 

 *wakes up*

*checks time*

It's 2:30 in the morning

Why do i do this? Why do I randomly wake up like this? Is it a presence? Is there something wrong ?

Or is it them.

I shake my head and blink my eyes ... I fell asleep without the TV on I guess. I wait for my eyes to adjust .hmm. I see something slouched in the corner. I freeze in fear of the unknown.

...

Why does our mind make us see things that aren't there in the dark?

I snap back to reality to see that the mysterious blob in the corner wasn't a killer clown or some cliche killer thing with a knife... but only a pile of clothes that i lay unfolded on a chair. I sigh in relief and look around my room, Hoping to see something different, something out of the ordinary, something to spark an interest in. But as usual Its the same layout , The fab three : Niall Horan , Michael Jackson , And Harry Styles are illuminated by the light that comes through the glass squares they cover up. My guitar rests its body against the amp. My stuffed animals are still collecting dust. And so is the desk that I use to use. Hah. The good times I had , all the ideas that were brought to life, and all the songs that were composed were created on that desk. But now it sits there. Lonely and Lacking imagination.

I roll my eyes ever so slightly when something catches my eye. 

Above my window seat and past my huge penguin Pablo that guards it , Lies my shade...

And its pulled down. I get up in a fear/shock/confusion jolt...

slowly letting my feet touch the floor before I get up.

I look down at my feet. 

And i wait for something to grab them .

i wait for THEM to grab them

and pull me back into the darkness again ...

I violently shake my head and run my fingers through my hair.

Straight.

I forgot that i straightened it.

I partially smile .

Feeling confident , yet a little stupid 

because hes not here.

...

Him. 

Why is it that I can smile and plan everything out in my head with him,But cant face him in reality?

The other one isn't like that though...

That one took my and and jumped with me. He led me to unexplored places, new things , And unleashed my wild side..But where'd he go? 

I stumble towards the window seat that I've dreamed of having for so long , and start to touch the silky projector like shade and give it a tug.

I squint and flinch as the street light blinds me. I reach for the blind handle and turn it . I desperately look for my companion , hoping he'd give me reassurance and hopefully another sign..