Aida Sanchez
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When they came
I don't remember much of what my life was like before they came. I’ve been in this bunker for such a long time that the memory of what the sun felt like is fading away. There is however a memory that will forever be seared into my brain, that would be the day they came. I was nineteen at the time in a class looking out the window just wanting the day to end, when suddenly there was a sound that seemed to emerge from the sky. This sound was terrifying and it would be like the celestial trumpets described in the biblical apocalypse. Every hair on my neck was standing up to attention, I was scared, glued to my seat, I turned to my professor for some sort of reassurance but when I looked in her eyes all I saw was pure unadulterated fear. Suddenly the lights in the classroom went out and everything was pitch black. I remember looking in the direction of the window I had been staring out of and all I saw was darkness, there were screams of terror all around me and I was beginning to panic. I could not see anyone or distinguish any voice. I was just petrified; this has always been my biggest fear, being in total darkness. And just as I was getting ready to curl up in a ball the lights came back on. I looked in the direction of the window and the sky was red, the sun was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly we all got up in unison and headed towards the parking lot to our cars. I got into my car and locked my doors. Suddenly I heard a voice calling my name. This voice sounded familiar but at the same time it sounded unnatural. I used my rear view mirror and I remember seeing my grandmother, I refused to open the door though because whatever that thing was it certainly was not her. It had hollow pitch black eyes. I remember just igniting the car and driving away in the distance I could hear a horrible screeching. In the rearview mirror I saw a grey shadow-like creature. I held on to the heart shaped locket around my neck and sped home. As soon as I got to the driveway I ran into my home. There I found my family, they all had a wild look in their eyes, they were gathered looking at the news, there was a video of a gray shadow dragging people away. The broadcast was warning against approaching “people” calling your name. The journalist said “Not everything is what it seems”
By Aida Sanchez5 years ago in Fiction