Toby's life

Sweet dreams

Toby is sleeping......

Toby looks around him confused by the sudden change in scenery, he is back to maths class. He looks around to see if he knew People, his friend. A bright light flashed causing him to but his hands over his eyes. The conversation with his friends are ringing through his ears, louder and louder. The light is suddenly gone and his is floating over him an his friends from Monday when he left his maths class. He sees a figure following him. That no one else can see. Toby starts to make out what the figure is, it's tall, bubbly blistering Matt black skin and a bright white glow for eyes. A raged piece of robe was draped over the thin porcelain body. Everyone behind him was losing all their facial expressions. They were blank. The thin plastic body was fading through people, objects even walls.

Everything was black for a second, the thin demon gripped Toby's clothes so hard the it's  nails scratched Toby's chest  and was screaming in Toby's face some static ancient language,  His white eyes beaming brighter than ever.

Toby wakes up gasping for air, his heart rate was going crazy. He feels a acing pain on his chest. Toby's world was spinning so fast, it was so hazy and burry. Toby stamps out of it and stands up.  The confused boy took I his top and stood in the mirror, long raged nail marks were down the centre of his chest but as scars. 3 dull red scars on his chest.

"Toby are you up yet!" His mum gently knocks on the door. Toby rushed to get a top on.
"Yes I'll be out in a minuet".