Journeys of Silent Hill

Prologue

I ran as fast as I could to get away from the monster. I just made it inside the room when the monster collided into the door. I was safe. Or at least I thought I was until the other monster inside the room killed me. "Dab nabbit! I knew I should have healed myself when I had the chance." I said.

I switch off the Playstation and stretched. The time was about 4:00 am so I thought I might as well get some sleep before school.

Some time later I woke up. It seemed that my mom failed to do the job for me. The time was now 6:20. My mom usually woke me up around 6:00 but for some odd reason she didn't. This was quite odd because she's always yelling to me about something like: "Earl do your homework", or "get to school on time", or "it's been 20 hours! Quit playing video games and go to sleep!" and finally "don't stick your fork in the electrical socket!" You know, boring, useless stuff like that.

Anyway, mom or not, I was going to be late for school unless I cut some corners. Some of the stuff was unnecessary to begin with, like combing my hair; you just wear a hat and poof problem solved. Except for some odd reason I've got all this white stuff in my hair. Next is showering. I don't really need to do it. I just spray myself with deodorant and it's taken care of. Breakfast is an easy thing too. After all, that's what hot pockets and pop-tarts were made for. Last but not least is clothing myself. I've noticed that many people don't really pay attention to what anyone is wearing so all I really need to do is just have three shirts and three shorts/pants. Not only is laundry day easier, but you also have to spend less cash. Whether you decide to change your socks and underwear is your call.

"Bye bro, later pops, see ya mom!" Nobody responds which is quite unusual for them as they wander around aimlessly trying to get ready for their jobs or whatever. I feel real sorry for them. They insist that they have to like, work and stuff to get this stuff called "money" to live. These peeps are too paranoid. They need to play GTA and chill out.

Outside is kinda cold with plenty of fog. Things don't improve much when I walk into a snowman. "Sorry buddy," I mutter. Only then does it hit me that it's snowing too. Something clicks. This isn't normal. "It doesn't snow on a Tuesday!" Well, I guess my mom had a valid point when she said I've been playing too many video games. This was a Friday.

But anyway, it really sucked that it was snowing though. I mean, here I am, wearing a tee shirt and shorts. I've never experienced snow before in Texas. Especially in the middle of May. Luckily, the bus came shortly after. The paint was faded, the windows and mirrors were cracked, and the brakes sounded like the pleading/screaming souls of the eternally damned. "I wonder when the mechanics had the time to fix it up." I said as I climbed on board. Inside I noticed that there was no driver or anybody else for that matter. Part of me said I should I get off right now, but on the other hand, this was probably going to be one of the only times when I wouldn't have to be driven to school by that white-haired-country-lovin'-wacko. I headed down the aisle and get into the one seater at the back of the bus. I'm the last stop so this is the first time in so long that I get to smoke a blunt in peace before school.

When I finally came to, I noticed that the bus is still driving. I look at my watch to see what time it was. Unfortunately, I couldn't because my watch was broken. I had to remember to beat up some little kid and steal his later.

While glancing though the window I saw a sign up ahead. It read "Welcome to Silent Hill." Several questions popped into my head like: what are we doing here? How long have we been driving? And the most important, where the Hell are the bathrooms because I gotta pee like a racehorse! I would have asked these questions, but there simply was nobody to ask. The bus was devoid of all life.

If I wanted to get off, it looked like I was going to have to jump out the window. Seemed simple enough. I mean, action heroes do it all the time in movies so how hard could it be? I was just about to do so when reality struck home. I would have to walk all the way home afterwards and I sure as Hell wasn't about to do that. Silent Hill here comes Earl George McCoy!

Little did I know that there was a lot of …evil stuff to come. I think I would've been a lot better off had I went to my school instead- wait a minute! Who the Hell am I kidding? I got to miss algebra! Kick it!

Footnotes

First off, I would like to thank you all for reading this. Second, I would like to say that even though this is written in a first person perspective, this is not a reflection of who I am. I don't do drugs or skip school. Thirdly, I'm sure that some of you have noticed that the writing style is not as intellectual as some of the other stories on this website. Rest assured I did this on purpose to get into the mind of (or lack of one) Earl George McCoy. That is all. See you next time in the adventures of Earl George McCoy!