I woke up for once feeling well slept. I turned and saw that my clock read 12:00 p.m. I got up and checked that it was Saturday, however, I soon realized that it was Friday. At first I was shocked and looked around for my parents, but couldn't find them. Why weren't they home? Why didn't they wake me up for school? I soon ran to the front door, and noticed that it was locked, so where could they have gone? Nothing was stolen or broken, so it likely wasn't a kidnaping or a break-in.
I grabbed my phone and called my mother, but I then heard ringing coming from the couch; it was her phone. She left without it? What could have happened? I got the keys and opened the front door, and ran from house to house and came to find that no one was there, no one was present in any of the homes. Everyone had vanished.
After the initial terror of it all, it thought that maybe, this could be some fun? I got in my moms car and eventually got a grasp on how to drive it. I then went down to Super Mart and took a T.V., a BS5 gaming system, a couple of games and of course some food.
I went on this way for about a week, playing games, watching videos online and eating whatever I could find. It sure was a relief to have no pressure to have to do anything. However, eventually it got a little boring, so I went to my other television for the first time since everyone's disappearance and flipped to the news channel out of curiosity. As I expected, nothing was there, so I turned the T.V. off and began to walk back to my room.
As I closed the door I heard the T.V. turn back on. I turned over my shoulder and saw an empty news desk on screen, which then switched between images of different locations as if someone was there. But why? How did it even turn on? This was quite strange, but I had little interest in the matter at the time, yet I still knew I should do further investigation on what exactly was happening.
I then did things similar every day and viewed the news channel more frequently. But one day, I heard something, something very startling. It was a very faint and soft but ever so clear, "Help." My face soon flashed across the screen and the power went out. I stumbled and fell to the floor. I tried to recollect what had just happened, but before I had hardly even begun, it was as if there was another blackout, but it was as if all the the light from the world around me was gone now.
I could see nothing, everything was a black void of darkness. I soon fumbled outside, and everything was still entirely black. My eyes were wide open, had I gone blind? As I thought this, a small orange light flickered on in the distance. At least I wasn't blind. I ran towards it and soon saw that it was a nightlight. I looked at it, and was filled with an odd sense of nostalgia. It was mine. It was my own night light. I had lost it when I was five years old, I think.
The sun soon illuminated the world again as if a massive switch somewhere had just been flipped. Everything seemed as it was a short while ago, and the night light seemed to dissipate out of my hands. I ran back to my house and saw that the T.V. was on, but rather than the irregular news that I had grown accustomed to, it was just static, as it should have been. I now was for more curious about what was going on in this odd world that masked itself as my own.
