Time Flies

Chapter 1: 12:35

I woke up, sweating and shaking from my horrible dream. As I looked around, nothing looked out of place. Rubbing my eyes and yawning, I started to lay back down: but I noticed something. The clock read 12:35. My heart started racing. I watched anxiously as the clock changed to 12:36, watching my closet door for any movement.
After about half of a minute passed by, I started to lay my head back down. Sleep was trying to consume me, and I'd let it. What woke me up was the closet door creaking open ever so slowly. Horror filled me, dreading what was to come.
"Go away!" I yelled, cowering under my sheets. No response. The rest of the night I was shaking and sobbing vigorously.
When I got up once dawn had finally hit I went into to living room so I tried to calm down. For what seemed like an eternity I stared at the TV blankly. The TV was somewhat old, but never ceased to entertain us. As quickly as I became distracted, I started to become worried. Dad hasn't left for work yet and mom hasn't got up to make breakfast. I decided I would inspect to see why their morning routines.
Creeping slowly toward their door, I had a strange feeling. I opened the door without hesitation. What I saw next was burned into my memory. My parents were lying on the bed, blood splattered everywhere. The look in moms eyes were a sad, almost sincere look: dad's eyes were gone. After taking all this in, I started backing up. My foot hit the threshold weirdly and I stumbled backwards. That's when I noticed the clock: 12:36.