City of Lights

When Meg entered the city she thought was heaven, she expected to see angels in billowy white robes, white wings, and playing golden harps. What she saw was anything but angels. Even if her vision was bad she could tell most of the people she walked by were either half human or not even human at all. There were only maybe one or two people that she saw were human but there were times when she questioned their 'humanness'. The further down Meg went into the city, the more panicky she became.

What if this isn't Heaven at all? What if this is really Hell or Purgatory? When her grandfather was alive, he would preach if she ever sinned she'd go to hell. Had she sinned? Of course she sinned! She sinned plenty of times, lied to her parents, stole some weed from Brian, took the Lord's name in vain, and even had premarital sex (which was a very painful and emotional first time). There was more of course but, none that Meg could recall. "But I repented God, I'm really am sorry for the things I've done. Why have you forsaken me?" Meg began to cry, if only Brian was here. He was the only member of the family that had some respect for her, even though he was a dog, he was the most logical.

She stopped crying when she felt a weight on her back. Whatever was on her back, it had a total of six legs with something feathery brushing the back of her neck. Meg forced herself not to panic, whatever was on her back was an insect of some kind and she learned from experience not to spoke it weather it was dangerous or not. When she was little she got stunned by a bee all do to panic. Luckily she found a mirror to the side of her.

At first she couldn't see what the thing looked, all she knew was that it had wings on its body. Miraculously, her vision began to improve. The fuzziness began to become less and less until she could finally see her reflection. What she saw in the mirror shocked her both herself and the insect. The reflection in the mirror looked so…realistic. Of course she noticed that she was different looking when she got here but, actually seeing it with light around her was intriguing.

Meg was more detailed so to speak. Her skin looked more like flesh; her clothes looked like they were made of fabric instead of drawn onto her body. The most interesting thing of all was she had color in her eyes as well. Were she came from everyone had just a black dot for their irises. Here her irises were an emerald green. That was probably one of the most beautiful parts of her face. Everything else about her body felt…ugly. She still had thin lips, bad acne, chubby body with tiny breasts.

Turning her attention to her new but still kind a ugly body to the insect on her back. It was a very large butterfly that was about a foot long. The butterfly was both beautiful and creepy at the same time. The body was an ugly grey like dust. The wings a dark purple that glistened when it moved its wings as if ready to fly. The eyes or its many eyes should we say were pure black like its feathered antennas. The more Meg looked at it, the more she questioned weather it was a butterfly or a moth. After all moths are night creatures that are attracted to light.

Even though the moth or butterfly was immensely big she wasn't frightened of it. It wasn't her first time with a big butterfly/moth. When she was in fourth or fifth grade, before her dad had to be kicked out of the Insect paradise there was a special specimen at the park. At the park was a guest with what looked to be a big orange moth covering her whole hand. She remembered as if it happened yesterday. The moth flew form the instructor's (which was cursing for not keeping track) and unto her hand. The feel of the creature was like bristle on a brush. It's body was rough but, the wings felt elegantly smooth.

Just by remembering that day she was about to pet it until it began to move. It raced up her back to her head, catching some strands from her hair. The butterfly/moth took hold of her pink hat and began to take flight causing Meg Griffin to run after it like a pick pocket thief with her purse. "Hey, come back with my hat!" she yelled. God, it was like being back at home again with her annoying brother and her ever annoying family. She was exhausted but, she ran like her life depended on that hat. It was only a minute or two of her chasing the foot long thing until she saw above another butterfly/moth coming toward them. Unlike the pick pocket purple wing, the other one wings the color of emerald green. Those wings are just like my eyes, she thought.

Despite the beautiful wings it had, she noticed that it too had something carrying underneath it's body. Before she had time to see what it was, she was knocked down by someone on her back while the other was on top of her. Her back hurt but, that was the least of her worries. Once the man pushed himself about an inch away from her, she wanted to scream because this man had a hole in the middle of his face with not one, not two, but THREE SETS OF MOUTHS! To make things even worse for this man he was a home for crawling infestations of God knows what! Adding on top of the horror before her was the smell. He smelt like bad eggs and a rotting meat.

Meg thought things couldn't get worse until her smiled at her or should we say three smiles! It was something like out of a horror movie where the creature gives out an evil grin with pointy yellow teeth when the victim was trapped. As she thought that couldn't get any worse was when the nightmarish man spoke to her in the most casual but frightening way. "Well Hi there beautiful!" he said, his three mouth in unison with the words. After he said that she fainted.