Ghost in my Picture
Chappy 2!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND I ALREADY GOT SOME REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!! AND HOLY SHIT I DID BOLD AND ITALICS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OoO Oh yeah, I decided that Tyson's mom will call him TAKAO, well, Bcuz, that is his REAL name. Alright? No problems?
-(Nightmares Come Real)-
"And if you add the X to the Y, multiplied by the 5/6, you'll get..." Tyson listen to the math teacher while taking quick notes. He was tired from the lecture, but kept writing because it would be on the exams next week. He yawned and envied Kenny and Hilary, because they are the only ones who can understand and keep track. Most of the students feel asleep a long time ago, and Tyson felt like he would be next if it didn't get any more boring.
He dropped his pencil and closed his eyes. I'll catch up later... I promise myself or I'll give up beyblading... Tyson thought. Besides, it'll only be a few minutes... I'm just gonna ask Hilary or Kenny...
Just a few minutes...
Tyson, still in his school uniform, walked in a dark corridor. There were no windows, and he didn't want to go, but something was pulling him through it. Some candles lit themselves as he went; he saw dirtied skeletons and dust, old cobwebs and dried blood. "Hello...?" Tyson called, hoping for an answer. He felt sick but a thought says he must go through it.
After what seemed like a few hours of walking, he saw a door. He hesitated to open it, but made up his mind. He reached to the doorknob, and the door creaked open...
What he saw could've made him faint.
Two of his best friends, hanged. Hilary and Kenny. Their blood dripping, eyes dead; you couldn't tell the difference between them and dead rat with it's head gone.
"T-Tyson..."
Tyson jerked his head towards Kenny and Hilary. "What? What did you say?"
"Tyson..."
"You bastard..."
"You did this to us..."
"You killed us..."
"NO I DIDN'T!!!" Tyson yelled. "I didn't! I... What the hell happned?!"
"You killed us... You killed us... To join your other family..."
"In hell..."
"Then you killed yourself..."
"Tyson..."
Tyson gasped. "But I'm alive! Not dead! Can't you see me solid?"
"Oh yeah?"
"Look over there..."
Hilary pointed to another room Tyson didn't seem to notice. He opened the door, but just seeing a glance could've made him faint.
There was him, his dad, his brother, grandpa, and a woman he didn't recognize. They were transparent, hazy, combined with dancing smoking. I'm seeing a dead me, thought Tyson. Then all five stared at him. Dead Tyson spoke first. "Hey look! It's me!"
"Now now, don't get excited." The woman spoke. "Don't worry, my Takao, you'll be happy. With me, your mother." She took out a freshly burned thick rope. It still had the embers on it and sparks appeared. "Don't be scared. It will hurt a bit, but I promise, it'll be all worth it." She threw the rope round and round, like a lasso. Tyson felt dizzy because he was staring at it, then something pierced his right wrist. The rope was bond tightly, but not only that; the rope was burning away his skin.
Tyson screamed in agony. But his family? They were laughing, even the dead himself. The rope magically binds tighter and tighter for every time a shamed tear shed itself, finally crushing his bones and veins. He found himself drowning in pain and darkness...
"AHHH!!! PLEASE!!! NOOO!!!"
Everyone stared at Tyson. He suddenly woke up, knocking down his desk. Tears streamed down his bloodshot eyes, and he was gasping for air. Something wasn't right, the pain on his wrist won't go away. He pulled down the sleeve of his uniform, and he just stared.
His wrist was burned black with bits of blood trickling down his arm and hands. Everyone stared at the hand. Tyson could not believe it. He looked at everyone. They all had wondering eyes, but thank god. Hilary and Kenny were still alive. He wouldn't take all those eyes looking at him, so he just stood up and ran out of the room, the school, the property.
He just ran, and ran, thinking.
What the hell just happened?
How did the nightmare come true?
How...?
-(END CHAP)-
Phew! I hope that was scary! Review plz!!!