Onision Self Insert (Reaper's Creek)

Chapter 11: Awake

Months passed, I was laying in bed, looking at the wood poles bracing the top of my ceiling. Why was I alive? Why were any of us alive? Why was my existence surrounded by death? Why was I given the ability to know automatically when death was near me.

A few weeks back one of our teachers had a heart attack in the middle of class. No students were being noisy or anything. Many people act like you only get heart attacks when someone surprises you or you're exercising... Mr. Lucas died right in front of his 5th grade class, and he wasn't even standing up. Just died in his chair and it took the class around a half hour to notice.

Across the building, I felt him die. The absence of warmth haunted me many walls away, I could even tell you what his soul looked like if I closed my eyes. Yellow, it glowed, it was hollow in the inside, it had a tail, like a neon sea creature if anything.

"Daniel turn out your light!" my mom shouted from the front room. I was so sick of being tormented by things beyond most anyone's comprehension, let alone the fact I'm just a kid. How am I supposed to be functional, even remotely sane, in an environment that seemingly constantly reminds me of the worst part of life, one that throws it in my face even if I run.

What happens if I go to sleep? I get abducted again? "Mom! I'll turn off the light in a minute!" I yelled back.

My mother wasn't interested in anything but absolute compliance. Her constantworking, dealing with the people she encountered everyday, it made her head strong, unwilling to budge for most anyone, especially me.

"You go to bed now or you're in trouble!" my mom hollered back. I replied "Oh what are you going to do!?" and my mom immediately slapped her belt against my door. As the belt impacted I could hear the cheap wooden door creek as if it had been dented from the outside.

I screamed again "So you're going to hit me! Go ahead an beat me then mom! I don't care! I just want the light to be on! Leave m..." as I screamed I heard a subtle noise I don't even know how to describe. I stopped speaking all together. After a few seconds of silence I heard my mom scream in the most horrified voice I had ever endured. "Call the hospital! Oh god! Please!" my mom desperately moaned.

I jumped down the latter off my bunk bed and opened the door. Blood was flicked on my chin and neck as my mom spun around clutching her eyes. Both her hands were firmly locked on her face as I could see blood gushing through her fingers. "Daniel! Daniel... I..." my mom stuttered and then collapsed smacking her head against our kitchen counter just outside my bedroom door.

I dropped to my knees and began screaming "Mom! What happened!? What did you do!?" She had to have put something in her eyes, I couldn't see through the door, I had no idea what was going on. My sister and Papa were now closely crouching behind me. My Papa had a phone in his hand and was dialing for help.

Desperate to know what happened to my mom's eyes, I slowly put both my hands on hers and began to pull them away from her face. Even in her fall, she had a death grip on her own cheeks, the bridge of her nose and eyebrows, but as I applied pressure away, it was like her muscles relaxed and willingly moved with the intention of my mind.

Initially my mother's eyelids were caved in, as if her eyes had melted in her head. But I didn't see this until I had begun manually turning her unconscious head toward me. Right before me I saw her own eye sockets appear to be almost entirely empty, I also witness them one again filling, revealing blood covered, but fully restored green eyes.

My mother was immediately conscious, and blinking the blood out of her eyes. She was calmAnd smiled as soon as she realized we were all around her. Papa was speechless and Joanna with tears in her eyes screamed "What was that!? That's impossible! What is going on!? Why!? What!?" It looked back at Joanna equally horrified by what had just happened.

As my mom continued to smile, she stood up, and my papa proceeded to tell the emergency operator to send someone out regardless of the development as none of us had any idea what was going on.

By the time the first responders showed up, my mom had wiped off all the blood off her face, put on makeup and cleaned up the house. We were out in the middle of nowhere after all, she had time.

The ambulance drivers looked over my mom & concluded we were all genuinely insane. My mom was honest with them about what happened, but her constant smiling didn't help any of us appearing less crazy.

At about 4am I finally got to sleep, and by 6:45am I was off to school. Papa said I could stay home, but I really didn't want to be anywhere near that house for a while.

I didn't talk to anyone till lunch time came around. David came up to me when I was eating to apologize for being distant from me again, but I wasn't in the mood and screamed at him to go away.

I continue to eat my mashed potatoes and chicken nuggets alone, a 12 seat table, sitting by myself. I would dip the chicken nuggets in the mashed potatoes, scoop some of the potatoes up to my mouth with the nuggets, eat, and. Sometimes when I got thirsty, I would just drink my chocolate milk, and think about how much I hated everyone at this point.

"Nice to finally meet you with the lights on Daniel." a voice said coming from the corner of my right eye.refusing to look at them I replied "Piss off." I could hear them chuckling under their breath. They continued, "You did the same thing to me that you did to your mom last night... I would be mad but I did that to someone when I was younger too, so I understand."

I was frozen. Was I dreaming? What sociopath nutjob was talking to me? Why would they... How would they know... I screamed "What!?" as I aggressively looked up at them.

It was the special ed kid.

A voice came from the side of the cafeteria from the faculty member who originally pulled me off of Philip when I was punching his face in. "Calm down Daniel, I will take you right back to the principal!" A few kids left then went back to eating.

The special ed kids sat down. " So... I just thought you should know I'm here, even under this metal roof." The freckled boy said as he pointed up at the ceiling of the school. He continued "Can I have your apple?" As he reached out and snatched It Off by Trey, I remain frozen with complete tunnel vision. The boy said "Look, I can tell you're in shock and we can talk more later." He jumps into my Apple, eating relatively normal, as if he was actually human.

as I continued my horrified gaze the boy asked "Did you want me to take care of anyone by the way? your drunk uncle? Your snobby sister? I can put quite the scare in some people, not you though... not on the ship at least."

I was done looking at him. I saw a glint in his eyes that haunted me to my core. I mumbled under my breath "Please go away." Then I looked up... he was still there. He chimed in "Oh, sorry, yes." the boy bit another chunk of apple off & stood up to walk away.

He was about 20 feet away before I realized I peed myself. Without hesitating, I grabbed my chocolate milk and dumped it in my lap. "Damn it... I spilled... my milk!!" I screamed in attempt to hide the fact I was trying not to cry.

I grabbed napkins to clean up what I had now masked as milk spill, and the lunch bell ring, ending our meal break. Everyone walked away as if nothing had happened, except for me.