An Angel Lost Is An Angel Found

Prologue

   One day after school I went home and right as I walked through the door, the phone rang. I was home alone so I looked at the number calling before I answered it. It was my best friend, Lila. I answered after a few rings.
   "Hello?"
   "Hi, Jane? Can you come over? I'm really scared."
   "About what? Lila, whats going on?"
   "I think there is someone outside my house."
   "Oh crap. Did you call 911?"
   "No."
   "Call them, I'll be over as soon as possible."
   I hung up the phone and went the kitchen to grab a knife. Lila lived down the street from me so if someone was outside her house... They were outside of mine. I started down the street at a jog. Her house started to come into view when, all of the sudden, I heard this awful ringing. It got louder and louder. I couldn't bear the sound. I dropped my knife. As it clattered to the sidewalk, I collapsed onto my knees holding my head. The ringing kept going and going.
   All of the sudden I was in a different place. When I looked up... I wasn't on my street anymore. I was in a room. Dark. I saw Lila sitting in a corner with the phone shaking in her hand. I called her name, but she didn't hear me, which was almost impossible because I was standing 4 feet in front of her. I called her name a couple more times, she didn't answer.
   Banging at the front door broke my yelling. I walked over to the front door and I saw a man dressed in a black hoodie and jeans pounding on the door. Then, it got really weird. I saw myself run up behind the man and attempt to stab him in the back. He whirled around and grabbed my wrist and twisted it, forcing me to drop the knife. I let out a yelp of pain. Then he kneed me in the stomache and I doubled over onto the ground. The man approached me and kicked at me until I was unconscious. At least I think I was unconscious. I might've been dead. I wasn't moving. The man started on the door again.
    The next thing I knew... I was back on my street breathing heavily, the knife next to me where I dropped it, "What the hell was that," I said to myself.
   I heard pounding on Lila's front door a little ways down the street. I forget what just happened and ran, full speed down the street to her house.
   I ran and started to stab the man but he whirled around and grabbed my wrist and twisted it, forcing me to drop my knife.
   'What the hell? This is exactly like my vision.'
   The man kicked me in the stomach and I fell to the ground. Then, the last thing I saw, was the man walking toward me and I felt a huge pain in my ribcage.