Today was bad. Extremely bad. Today was the day when it was all going to end, according the child. Okay, so I don't really believe the little homeless girl I found on the street that had strange eyes. Still, I couldn't help but get a bit worried.
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"Two weeks from today," she said as I walked by. Her high pitched, sweet voice catching my attention. A red blanket covered her head, and she looked sick and skinny. "You'll lose everything you thought was real, and fall into a different fate." I stared at her confused, stopping for a moment. Then I shrugged and dropped a dollar for her. Just another beggar on the street, right?
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I shudder a bit as I brush my hair. It still looked like a curly blonde mess though, but I'll have to deal with it. I went and put on some clothes, just the normal jeans and a t-shirt, and walked outside to get to school.
Outside it was dark and rainy. Clouds covered the sky completely. Suddenly I wished I had gotten a jacket. Too late now I guess. Footsteps splashed in the puddles behind me. I quickly looked around. Nothing. That's weird. Not to mention the streets are practically empty, usually there are more people out and about. Well, I did get up somewhat early, or more like I didn't sleep. Hopefully that was the reason.
Whoa. I clutched my head, trying not to fall. For a second everything got all blurry, a wave of vertigo. My knee's collapsed from underneath me and everything started to go dark.
Laughter, there was laughter. A woman laughing, in a cynical, twisted way. She grabbed my arm, or something did. Wait, there wasn't a woman. My eyes opened and I looked at the bleak grey floor. But there was still a pressure on my arm. Looking up I saw brilliant blue eyes and long windblown brown hair. It was Ian.
"Hey you okay ditz?" He said laughing and then helped me up. My arms crossed and I pouted.
"I'm fine, you?" I muttered and brushed herself of. What came over her? Nothing like that has happened before. Maybe it just had something to do with not sleeping. I'm relying on lack of sleep quite a lot lately.
"I don't really know. I feel kind of off, and you feel kind of klutzy!" he said as if it was the funniest thing in the world. I felt my face heat up, and then I registered the words. What did he mean when he said he felt kind of off? That's not really something he would admit, even if it was true.
"Today is off…" I admitted sullenly. His face darkened and he looked at me, then he shrugged.
"If only we didn't have to go to school, I think that would make everything better," then he smiled, trying to reassure me. That was just like him, hope when things were hopeless. I had a weird taste in best friends.
As we walked to school there were still no signs of life. Did everybody just up and leave while we were sleeping? That honestly didn't seem too impossible with everything that's going on.
"Do you feel that?" Ian asked with wide eyes and he held his arms out as if trying to balance. Then I noticed it, a low rumbling. The ground was shaking and it became harder and harder to stand straight. I stumbled forward and grabbed Ian's arm. Then in my peripheral vision the world behind me. Quickly my head jerked and I took it all into account.
Puzzle pieces, that's what it looked like. Puzzle pieces ripping off buildings and the ground leaving gaping holes. The gaping holes revealed more of the sky, as if there was nothing there in the first place.
"Oh… my…" my voice stopped short, like I couldn't breathe enough air.
"Run!" Ian yelled and dragged me forward until I was running myself. All of a sudden I wasn't thinking, I was just acting on instinct. Then the world fell beneath me and I let go of Ian's hand and stumbled forward.
