It was possibly the worst challenge I'd ever have to face. The more I progressed, it became even harder. My hands were clammy and kept trembling over and over...I didn't know what to do! How was I going to complete anything? Then the timer sounded.
"Ok, class! Pencils up!"
I knew I wasn't going to get this right. It's as hard as hell to write an 2-page essay on how an earthquake is formed. I studied all night knowing I would forget by the time the test was ready. I passed my test to the front of the room.
I'm not good at science. They throw so much at you at such a small amount of time that you can hardly catch it. Oh, well. After science class, It's 5th period, which is P.E. There, you should be playing sports, which is what the boys do, but us girls, hardly. They just let us walk outside and do whatever everyone else does, jump rope or something. I usually walk, mostly because I don't really like to play sports or jump rope. That, and all of my friends have moved away or live somewhere else, have it be in a different country, or in the sky, or the town next to mine.
Some of the other kids ask what exactly I do sometimes. They don't know what I have done in the last year and I really don't want them to know. If they did, the press would find me.
Today, however, some girls asked if I wanted to play with them.
"Hey, Paula!" They shouted. "Want to play 'Skip-it' with us?" They had some sort of plastic ball tied to one of their ankles and were jumping over it.
"Uh, No," I replied. "One of you is going to trip over that thing and land face first into the asphalt. I'm not taking that chance."
They looked at me funny after that, and then continued to keep jumping over their "Skip-it." I kept walking the track. 15 minutes later I found myself in a place I was 15 minutes ago. 15 minutes later I found myself in a place I was 15 minutes ago. And again. It's an infinite loop of stone.
"What guilt do you have?"
Who was that?
"What guilt do you have?"
"I...uh...none."
"You de…"
It ended there. Who was that? Where did it come from? Who could have said something like that? I didn't know. Then I fell to the ground. Everything went black.
My friends were faint on the floor inside their new metallic bodies.
"Please...someone...anyone! Help us!"
He was consuming us. We couldn't understand his true power.
"Please! Someone! HELP US!"
Someone heard me. That person began to pray. It was Frank.
Next Ness' Family began to pray.
Then my family.
Then almost everyone we met began to pray.
He was weakened.
Then...someone else began to pray. Someone powerful...like they had control of us. I don't know who...
Then He disintegrated. It was over.
He kept flashing before my eyes. He was dead...gone…he couldn't still be there.
My hands kept shaking and I didn't have control. Then an old couple appeared. They had something in their hands. I couldn't see properly...But then old woman disappeared, and then the old man disappeared. I could see what in their hands then, it was white, and small.
It began to grow, and become darker...and then more red.
God… Why is he here? Oh God…Oh God...Oh God...Make it stop...Make it Stop!
"MAKE IT STOP!"
"Paula!"
My father was looking at me. And my Mother. I was home.
"How did I get here?" I asked.
"You've been here for a few hours, now," My mother answered. "They said you had some sort of seizure for a minute and you passed out."
"I...I did?"
They nodded.
"You should get some rest now," my father recommended. "Especially after that little outburst that you just had." He seemed worried, so I took their advice. I wished them a goodnight and fell into slumber.
There seemed to be intestines around me. This was all too familiar.
...He was there.
"You...destroyed...me," He said.
"You were going to destroy us," I replied.
"Fear Maiden Tigvom."
"What?"
"Fear Maiden Tigvom."
"I...I don't know who you are talking about."
"You...are...ignorant...to the...truth. There...are...more…"
"What do you mean?"
"There...are...more…"
"I don't understand."
"There...are...more…"
"I DON'T UNDERSTAND!"
"...Hide."
He disappeared, but I could see someone else. Someone human.
"Hello?" I yelled.
The person turned their head towards me, but then stopped.
Blood began to pour out of their mouth. I stepped back.
Their stomach came out of the person's mouth and flopped onto the floor. Then their heart, and other organs followed until the person was hollow.
I threw up at the sight of it.
"Fear Maiden Tigvom."