A Dark Day

I dont see why Im here. In fact, I dont see anything at all. Its so dark. I remember what happened yesterday. It was dark. It was long. All I could do was sit there watching, waiting. At first everything seemed normal, seemed like any other long, dark day. The kind of day that drags on, and repeats, over and over. I will restate my tale, but I shall warn you: most of your questions will remain unanswered, and your curiosity will grow. It began after school, as other kids were trying to act cool. I went and sat at the church, where the birds had already begun to perch. The church was tall and steep, and I noticed that around the building there was an obscure reek. The church was old, and the stone steps were cold, but at the same time ridged, hard, and bold. I sat there as the world around me moved. Leaves blew through the air as branches grew bare. Near me, there was a crowd; a group that was quite loud. In the thick of the crowd there was a sound, which was awful and lacking all happiness. Yet all who were in the crowd still stood tall. Suddenly the people filtered out until I was alone, more alone than Ive ever known. A disturbing sound filled the air. It was full of despair. It wasnt there long before it faded into the air. You could practically hear the volume tear. Once again, the air was bare and solitaire. I felt forced to prepare for the wait. My hate for the wait was never so great. The day grew dark, as if the sun was gone. With the day it took any hope for the dawn and visual memory of the lawn of the church I still remained perched upon. In the dark there was a glimmer. A shimmer of an unknown object, radiant and bright. The light in the density of the night, brought great delight to I, the speaker and repeater of the tale Im telling. I just sat there staring at the light as it grew and engulfed the night. I could see nothing but the light. The bright light that grew and grew, until everything was white. It took great might, buthow can I explain? the light pulled me through. It took me through the town, and flew me through the shifty inner city of my homeland. I viewed my world through a new perspective. This view was unexplainable. Unsolvable by the even greatest detective. Off in the distance the light returned, but this time I realized it was absurd. A light as big couldnt exist in a place such as this. This time however, the light was red, and made me feel as if I was near something dead. This simple dread made me feel as though I was an emotional block of lead, hurtling toward the light. As I entered I felt abnormal. I could see images of the paranormal, prancing and dancing all around me. Hesitantly, I sat there. Hesitantly I searched for the white light that had put me there. To my left was a glimmer, but this one much dimmer than the one I noticed before. I was perched on a rock when suddenly, I heard a knock. A knock sounding as if a flock of birds were pecking at a dock. This knock caused an unpleasant shock, to a rattled and nervous person. I understood the lesson and turned to walk away. But now I heard a weak shriek. I sought the person who had made this almost silent squeak. As I moved, everything around me vanished. I was back in a familiar place. A place with no light, but filled with darkness.

I could feel movement around me. I heard the sound of squeaky wheels scraping against a marble floor. Footsteps rushed by as I lay on a soft, thin bed. Again, I heard a scream. This time, however, it contained a little more dread. The dread lasted until someone spoke. I did not recognize the voice, but when he said, Youre lucky kid, you were practically dead, I grew more interested. Your arms broken and your shoulders not quite aligned, said the man, but the biggest problem weve found is that you are more than likely permanently blind. This made me freak. I will never even get the chance to peak. Peak at anything, or peek at the world. The darkness is all that I can stare into. I sat there, surrounded by the darkness. I felt Earths turning, and I knew in this moment, I would rather be burning than live the dark life I am destined for.