In Cumming, a small city in Georgia a loser named David Chando lives a terrible life. His friends suck and his parents hate him. When the end of days begin he starts to experience strange but exciting things. After meeting the new girl at school she...
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It was a hot night in May I sat at home alone watching random TV because my wonderful parents decided that they needed some time away from their 'horrible mistake' so they went to dinner and are spending the night in a hotel, even though this is a huge house and they never see me anyway. While my 'friends' coincidentally forgot to tell me about the concert they're going to in New York. Whatever its not the first time so I don't really care. At 11pm I shut everything of and went to bed.
For most of the night I had a dreamless sleep but then that changed.
A green clock sat on a desk, the numbers made form bone.
The hands striked twelve and a ding was heard, as soon as the second hand moves the first second after twelve blood started dripping from each number and screams were heard.
Suddenly I was standing in the middle of my street filled with the decaying bodies of my neighbors, black smoke spread through my neighborhood and pink rain fell from the sky exploding on impact, turning the bodies to ash.
A flock of Phoenix flew down on me, picking me up they gracefully brought me to the sky with them. Beginning their rebirth process they all burst into flames causing me to become inflamed with them.
As they all died I feel from the sky along with them, I crashed into a hill made of bone that held a monster.
I stood on shaking legs in front of the monster, bloody and burnt I observed it.
It was gray, 11 feet tall, it had big midnight blue horns, a tail and wings, it also had a mouth filled with fangs and green eyes. A crack of thunder was heard so I looked up at the sky above me, lightening spelled out 'The Montgomery'.
The beast roared as I pronounced the words then bit of my head.
I opened my eyes to the glow of the sunset coming in through my window, I took my phone from my bedside table and checked the time, the screen read in bold numbers 7:15 pm.
"I slept through the whole day" I said to myself. This is weird, I'm not a morning person but I usually wake before noon.
I got out of bed and went into my bathroom. I did my morning routine and got dressed in only some shorts. I went downstairs into my kitchen and was met with my parents.
"Goodnight" I greeted them but as expected they ignored me.
I rolled my eyes and made something to eat. When I was done I sat at the island and started eating.
