Chapter One
Twas a dark morning when I first entered the realm of hell... I could only remember it as if it was only the day before yester's. Which is not exactly remembering it as if yesterdays... Just like remembering it fadily... It was a school monday morn. Or was it tuesday? Anyway, the week just began. As I was awakining from my father's yell, I just woke from the dream. I dreamt of a gray hooded man, and the number of zero behind him. As I got ready and woke to the bus I tried to figure out the dream. I had had it the last three nights in a row. Each night one less number. The first night a three. the second a two. Last night a one, and this morning, the zero. When I arived at the bus stop, I looked at my watch. I was shocked then, It was of but two in the morning! I couldn't beleive my dad thought I was late! Then, I here a car crash in the distince... Then, the fun began. I saw a man with his mustach over his nose running in the oposite direction of the noise. He was screaming as load as I ever heared the same line over and over... He yelt 'Please! Its not my time!' Twas then saw a black hooded man holding a scyth. When he spoke, His voice was weak and panting.'I know its not your time, but this is what I do in my spare. Kill the inocent to pass the time... And your reeaally~ inocent, aren't you!' said the hooded one. the man being persude triped a rock on the other side the street from me. He grabbed the rock he tripped on, and through it at the scyth holder. It hit him in the head, reveiling his face. A skull all that was there. Then, suddenly, a light apear over the horizen. A bus. But was to early to be the bus I ride. But that you will know tomarrow. For now, I end my story.
-End chapter one