Disclaimer: I own nothing. Clean and simple. Charlife is pronounced kar-leef-ay

I was walking with a friend of mine through a field minding our own business. We were on our way through a field towards the mall, about to enter an abandoned construction site which happened to be the quickest way to our destination.

Then there was a loud, almost like a revving sound coming from in front of us a bit to the left. I asked Tom (my friend) if he had heard that. He nodded. We looked around and I saw it. There were headlights up in the sky, coming sorta near us at the ground. Then I saw them. Five kids a few years younger than us were looking up at the 'thing'.

"Wow, a UFO!" I whispered, more to myself than to Tom. He didn't say anything. He looked dumbstruck, frozen in place, unmoving, his face blank, he almost looked afraid. The UFO landed right near the five kids. I took a closer look at them. And gasped.

I recognized one of them as Toms brother, Jim, or was it James? The other one was a girl I knew very well. Her name was Rachael. She was one of the best gymnasts on the team, the only one I envied.

The kids stepped closer and I couldn't tell what was going on, so I went to go closer, but Tom stopped me.

The darker skinned girl ran up and bent down on her knees, and all I could see were her feet and lower shins. Then, Tom's brother went up and disappeared from view. He came out holding a small, blue box. The five of them then bent down and huddled for a minute. Then, from between the cracks of the edges of their bodies, a bright, blinding white light shown for a few seconds, then faded.

Then, a larger, black UFO landed nearby and weird aliens came out. They were 7 ft. bladed creatures and huge, 100yr old tree sized millipedes.

They surrounded the smaller ship after the 5 kids ran far away and hid in all the ruined construction. Then, from the large black ship, a blue centaur stepped out. Anyways, now that I think about it, it might have been a centaur, except that it had eyes on top of stalks coming from the top of his head, and a huge, powerful tail with a scythe blade at the end of it.

Just when Tom and I saw it, he burst out with a short amount of laughter and then grabbed me and said "You've seen too much, I've gotta take you to the pool now."

I yanked out of his arm, or tried to, but he had too strong a grip. He pulled me away from the 2 UFOs and brought me to the school. He pulled out a key and opened it, which surprised me because students aren't allowed to be in the school at night, or even have a key to the school doors.

We walked to the janitors' closet near the school office and went inside. He fiddled around with some things and then, with a WHOOSHING sound, the back wall opened and he dragged me down there. It was a long decent down narrow stairs.

I started to hear people screaming, and started to panic.

Then, it opened up to a huge area, bigger than the mall laid out flat. It must have gone to the next county possibly.

Tom dragged me to a small pier that said: INFESTATION PIER.

2 of the huge bladed things grabbed and basically tried drowning me in murky, sludgy water. I screamed. I screamed till I felt this thing prod my ear and start wriggling in. I screamed harder. I felt it move toward my brain, very slowly. I also felt it touch the left side of my brain. I felt the cold, slimy thing seep over my brain, numbing it along the way.

I stood up without trying to. I flung my wet hair out of my face without flinging it. I screamed without making a noise. I tried looking to the left, but I instead looked right and nodded my head. I walked slowly over to Tom and smiled, when I wanted to scream at him RUN TOM, RUN, A THING IS GONNA CRAWL INTO YOUR EAR IF YOU DON'T RUN!

Then I heard it. A small voice inside my mind. It's no use child. Your dear boyfriend already has a Yeerk inside his head.

Huh? I replied.

That thing you felt crawl into your head was me. I am a Yeerk. My name is Charlife 2113. I am sub-Visser 1 as well. I serve under Visser 3. you will come to accept this fate you have sooner or later. Everybody does.