I woke up in my bed, still frightened from last night. Sweating all over, I got up an hopped on my computer. I slowly scrolled through the news. My eyes got wide. "Two teenagers were gone! One dead, one still missing."
I kept reading, I had to stop cause I shook more as I read. Two… Two of my best friends… DEAD. I noticed it was time for school so I jolted up an got ready. Once I was dressed, I walked downstairs to my Mum hugging me tightly. "I'm so happy, that you're still here…. Alive." She must've read the news…. "Yea. I'm grateful too…" She let go of me, I felt like I was going to burst because of how hard she was hugging me. I ate some toast and left for school.
I walked home, alone. Waiting for "It" to just come up an pounce me. Tearing away my limbs, but I walked home safely. I stood in front of my door, thinking… Thinking about how my life could turn out. How could my life turn out? Wait I know, Miserable. That's how it is. I walked into my Mum greeting me with a warm embrace. She didn't squeeze me as tight as this morning, but it was close enough. I pulled out my phone checking my notifications. I got a text message from Candace… How did I get a message from her? I watched her get eaten…. Ripped apart limb by limb. Was it just a joke? I walked up the stairs and opened the door to my room. I shivered slightly when I touched the cold doorknob. I looked back at the message, when I did I felt a pain rush through me as I looked at the message. 'Help me…. It's here…' (That was the message he got.) What's here? I felt tears rush down my cheek as I looked at the message Candace sent me. Is she dead? I never found out if she liked me back, my high school crush. Dead. Never thought it would end this way, most of my friends dead, and I'm probably next. I will find out what happened, I will kill that foul beast. I will. I said it repeatedly in my head. I decided to reply to the message she sent to me. 'Where are you?' I was so surprised she replied pretty quick. About 2 minutes later I felt my phone vibrate in my hands. I turned on the screen, reading some of the messages that were sent to me. "Under you…" 'How is she under me?' I asked myself. I was worried that this was just a prank. What if "IT" was under my bed, waiting for me to look down. I sat down thinking if I should look under or not. After a while, I looked under my bed. "HOLY S***!"