I gaze into the abyss. The abyss gazes back.
I wake up to the sound of my fan whirring in my face. I rub my face with my left hand, feeling groggy. I slowly wake up, feeling exhausted despite going to sleep early yesterday. Mumbling to my self, I get up out of bed, suddenly remembering that I have school today. 'maybe I could just skip today,' I thought to myself. 'No. I've missed enough days as is.' I begin preparing myself for the long, boring day ahead of me. But when I open my dresser, I notice something very wrong. All of my clothes have replaced by some weird uniform. You know, like the kind you'd find in some super expensive private school. It kind of reminds me of a uniform for a stereotypical Japanese school. 'where the hell did all these come from?' did mom switch out all of my clothes while I was sleeping? Why though? I guess I should ask her before doing anything. I exit my room and walk down the stairs- wait a second. My house doesn't have any stairs! What the hell is going on here? I reach the living room and look around. This is DEFINITELY not my house. I start to check all of the other rooms, starting with the kitchen. This place is so… weird looking. It's definitely not your typical American household either. When I find the bathroom I look in the mirror, relieved to so see it's still me. Same wild (and not in the good way) brown hair, tannish skin and hazel eyes. Yeah. It's still me. I head back to the my room, which for some strange reason was still the same as my old house, I find there is a note on
If you value your life, play along.
-Someone rooting for you
What the hell?! WHAT IN THE ACTUAL HELL IS GOING ON RIGHT NOW?! "Okay, matt, calm down. There has to be some logical explanation for this. I'm sure this is all some stupid dream I'm having right now, and that I'll wake up any minute now and have a good laugh about this whole thing." I pinch myself. Nothing happened. I pinch myself again. I'm still here, in this weird house, with these weird clothes in my dresser, and this- No! I need to calm down and assess this situation like a rational person. I look over the note again, and then open my dresser. 'Play along' it said. I think I know what I need to do. I move over to my night stand and take my phone off the charger. Suddenly, an alarm labeled 'get ready for school' goes off. I start to get dressed.
I step outside the door of the house, temporarily blinded by the sun, which seems almost brighter than normal. 'Now where could "my" school be?' not finding any clues, I just decide to start walking down the street in search of "my" school. A few minutes in to my walk through what seems like really nice neighborhood, I hear the sound of shoes hitting the pavement behind me. "Heeeeey!" are they talking to me? I turn around to see a girl running toward me, waving her arms around like she dosen't care who sees her acting like an idiot. "Ahhhhh…haaaaaa…" she attempts to catch her breath. "I overslept again!" she pauses to take another breath. "but I caught you this time!" she proclaims loudly.
To be continued...