After Rose had dropped me off to my house, I did my homework, and then I watched a whole season of "Scrubs." I then decided to go online to read some fanfiction. I went onto to read the amazing works of others. I had read works about Sherlock, Steven Universe, and Pretty Little Liars. All of these stories were so creative, and carefully written. The only thing that disappointed me was the unpleasant reviews left by people who disagreed with the authors. Here, they were able to make monstrous, disgusting, and dim-witted comments on the brilliant work of others. The worst thing, though, was the fact that they were far too cowardly to reveal their true identity; they left their reviews anonymous. Rose had received a nasty comment on one of her stories, and she took action. She went to the cops, and the cops were able to track down the code of the device where the comment was sent from. They were then able to locate the device itself, which led to the address of the commenter. Rose decided to give them a visit.
At 11:45pm, I had finished reading. I decided to go to bed. Although I wasn't really tired, I needed to go to bed early if I wanted to be able to get up tomorrow. I tried to just close my eyes, and just wait for myself to fall asleep. After thirty minutes of tossing and turning, I had concluded that I couldn't just fall asleep. I got out of my bed, and I ran downstairs. I ran out of the house, and I just started running. As I was running, I started to look around. I watched all of the houses as I ran by them. They were all the same, just different colors. I looked down the road, which was empty, with nothing to fill it but me, the trees that surrounded it, and the actual road itself. I looked up at the sky, which was pitch black. There were very few stars. After I had ran a mile, I was at the end of my street. Except, it didn't look like the end of my street; the end of my street, there was just another intersection that led into another neighborhood.
Instead, there was a bridge that stood about fifteen feet over a cascading ocean. At first I was hesitant about crossing the bridge, but then I thought, What could possibly go wrong? I had started to walk across. The trees were covered in pink flowers. The ocean was misting. Suddenly, I began to hear a very faint noise. It sounded like a cross of someone trying to cough and someone trying to talk. I decided to ignore it. Suddenly, the talk-cough noise started to grow louder. And it sounded like more people were doing it. I looked out towards the ocean, and then I saw it: there were several ogres. They were short, green, and slimy. They were struggling to walk through the ocean. They were holding torches, and they were walking near the bridge. I didn't know what to do; I was terrified. They began to get closer. I started to look around for my Waluigi pants, and to my horror, I had forgotten them at my house. "No!" I screamed. I then started to run. As I kept running, I saw more ogres emerge from the ocean. However, none of them were able to reach the bridge. I kept running, trying to see where the end of this bridge was. Suddenly, I heard another voice; a familiar voice. "Nyyeeeaaa!" I looked around, trying to find out where this celestial noise was coming from. And then I saw him; Waluigi; He was standing on the bridge, about ten feet away from me, wearing his signature hat, and his suspenders, which was layered over his purple shirt. He was twirling his mustache around his finger. I began to run over to him. Just as I was about to reach him, he jumped off of the bridge, and started to kill the ogres. "Waluigi, nooo!" I screamed. But he was doing it, he was hurting the thousands of fire-bearing ogres. He was so graceful. He just jumped on top of them, and boom they were dead.
I turned around to go back home, when I saw an ogre throw their torch onto the bridge. It immediately caught on fire, and it then began to spread. I tried to outrun it, but it had caught up to me, and before I knew it, my entire body was on fire. I fell to the ground, and I began to scream. I couldn't think clearly; everything around me was on fire. I laughed, and then thought, It must've been my mixtape. I was about to accept death, when I saw a mysterious figure next to me. The figure had grabbed me, and pulled me up. It then blew in my face, and suddenly, my body was no longer burning. I was then able to see the person who had saved me. "Princess….Peach?" I said. She looked out to the ogres, and then at me. "Yes?" she responded. "What…is….this?" I asked. She then looked out at the dying ogres, and then back at me. "Why don't we go somewhere a little more…peaceful?" She then snapped her fingers, and suddenly we were in a room. The room looked like a wreck. It was dark, and the only light came from the television, which just showed us static. There was a sofa, and a torn up rocking-chair. Peach walked over to the rocking chair, and I went over to the sofa. She then turned her chair to my direction. "You wanna know why all of this is happening?" I nodded my head. "Well, when you ran out of the house, you walked into a very disturbed territory. You walked into the Land of Haters. The ogres? Those represent your haters. They were disturbed by your success. They began to try and insult you, but they were too scared to actually say it to you face, so they began to choke on their words. That's why they began to cough. And they couldn't get onto the bridge, mainly because they didn't want to confront you. They were too scared. They were throwing those torches from afar to try and get you to give into them. But you have that something special that not many people have; you believe. You believe in the power of Waluigi, who rewarded you by taking down the haters. Your faith has saved you." I looked at her in disbelief. Suddenly, a cat walked into the room. Peach picked the cat up. "Why, hello there!" she said to the cat. "This is Pedro. He lives here. He brings the same amount of happiness that Waluigi brings to people. He's a good cat." She began to pet him. There was a silence. I got up, and then asked, "Well, what now?" Peach put Pedro down. She then walked up to me, and punched me in the face. I grabbed my face, and closed my eyes.
When I opened them, I was back in my bedroom. I looked at my clock, which said 6:13am. I then saw my Waluigi pants, which were on the floor. "This is gonna be a good day," I said to myself.