Well where to begin... well how about I take you back to when it all began, March 28, 2003, the day that would change me for the rest of my life.
"Steven! Steven, wake up! It's time for school if you miss that bus I'm going to kick your ass!"
"Mom! I'm up, I'm not going to miss the bus."
I slowly got out from under my blankets, thinking about what I had been dreaming about before I awoke to my Mom's voice.
For the past week, I had been having these weird dreams with just these floating red eyes and until last night I had no clue what the eyes had belong to. A creature of true fear, half man, half moth, The Mothman. A creature who has been described as a demon, an omen, a secret government science project, no one really knows what "It" is all that is known is that there have been multiple sightings and sightings that have taken place at disasters.
I slowly made my way dowstairs into the living room at the bottom where my parents were sitting on the couch talking, or should I say yelling, my parents have never got along with each other sometimes I just wish they would split up. I make my way into the kitchen to pour me a bowl of cereal and I go over to the fridge and thats when evrything changes.
"I through with your shit! I'm done you can stay here with the kids!"
"What the fuck ever! You just know I'm right, you want me to go to work while you sit on your ass and spend the little money we have for rent on fucking nonsense!"
"I'm done with this I'm leaving, like I said you can stay here with the kids."
As I continue to eat my breakfast my dad walks into the kitchen and I decide to take that as a clue to head off to my room.
I head back upstairs to my room and start gathering all my stuff up for school and head back down to the bus stop. As I wait for the bus, I think about all that had happened and then slowly the nightmare from the previous night starts coming back into my mind.