My eyes open, it’s near 6:00. I don't care that we have school. I’m just trying to warm my body with the few blankets I have. My body is sore from shaking and the lights next to me are very lightly glowing my room up, they look warm, but it’s cold in here. There is a sweet smell of Campfire Treat by Yankee Candles flickering through my room. My tisane from last night has become cold and unpleasant. As I squint, I see four or five shadows running across the walls. I might not be fully awake yet but I already have fear inside of my chest. As I get up, I find out not a single shadow actually exists. I go on with my daily routine in the mist of the my frozen room. Foundation, bronzer, curl the eyelashes, mascara, lip gloss, extra cover up. I slip on tight warm clothes and wrap my body in long sleeved items. I shiver. The cuts on my arm seem nearly purple from my skin being so cold. My thoughts aren’t so straight today. I’m so cold, I think about how warm the candle wax would feel on my hands. I cringe. When I walk outside it’s rainy, so the ground has flooded badly. I feel fear shoot through my veins, and keep distant from the grouped water. I don’t want to be near it.


I believe the squeals you can hear coming from beneath the trains are actually the souls of the passed screaming; I have always thought this. I wonder how many people have died on these train tracks. I could have been one, or another one for that matter. I ride the train to school every day, same routine. I know almost everyone on here. They glance and wave hello. I quickly smile back. I am still shivering. The usuals sit with me, twice the cute, twice the smiles, twice the sweet and twice the pretty. Annalee sits in front of me, Asserlee sits next to me. As I glance at them, I notice how dark their eyes look. Almost pitch black and really glossy. Whispers come out of our eyes at one another. Its too loud to actually attempt to talk to each other. I don’t want to talk anyways. But I don’t want to sit here in silence. I have too many thoughts.(The police man told me not to use a train to kill myself unless I want my body to be spread out miles apart because it’s hard to stop a full speed train. I cried like a psycho when getting my blood drawn because I did not want you to see me cry over what was going on. I lied.) Every time the doors open our bodies shake vigorously from a whip of -8 degrees wind chill factor. I would not mind to freeze to death at this point. I close my eyes slowly, sighing constantly.


I don’t walk fast because there's no one in the hallway, and I’m afraid to fall on this wet floor. All classes have begun, except for mine. Echos from the main entrance wrap their way around the first two levels. I can’t tell if it’s students or security guards. I don't care. I turn down the hallway that seems mysteriously dark, I walk with my head down to the ground. I rub my eyes a little too hard and instantly receive a beaming headache. As I looked back up I seem to run into someone. I trip to the side and squeeze my eyes close because of the sudden brightness of them. When I look back up , the hallway seemed to be clear. I peer around to excuse myself but they seemed to have ran off too quick for me to even see. Or maybe someone wasn't there. I decide short term to walk as quickly as possible to class. I hear someone mean, but assume the kids are just being lambasted by the one teacher who has the guts to cut you down. As I walk past his class, he is absent from his room. My stomach knots up. When I reach class, I sit back and let out a big sigh. My friend Audi looks at me as if I have never ever done that before. His eyes are glossy black. I ignore it, thinking that maybe its just my imagination.


I walk out of my softly haunted classroom as quickly as possible. I swear on my soul that there had been whispers flying around that room even when every mouth was shut. I feel pain in my soul, thinking it was all in my head. My head feels down, heavy. I slow down a bit. My chest is tight and my thighs feel sore. It’s hard to walk as each of my steps twitch like I should be here. I almost feel a mist follows me down the hall. I hear someone weep my name near an inch from my left ear but as I turn around the only thing I see is Atta is staring at me. He stood like he was a soldier but with his chest at rest. I take one foot forward towards him, but knowing how afraid I already am, I stop and stare for the moment. As I squint, I notice how dark and shiny his eyes look. I quickly turn around and walk as fast as I ever had. Afraid to trip over my own step, I grasp the handle on the stairs. He didn't follow me, thankfully. I didn't want to be late to my next class. As I’m walking I notice unusual veins bulging from my skin. A strike of fear flows quickly through my body. Something is underneath my skin! I see something crawling! I vigorously shake my hand to get it to go away. As I look back, the only thing I noticed is my hand shaking from fear. I take a deep breath and look around afraid that someone may have seen me. The halls are crowded with bodies. But I don't dare to look someone in the eye. I’m afraid. As I walk in my classroom Auburn stops me.

“Hey, Icarus, how are you doing today?”

“I’m falling behind on life.” I was surprised to hear that come out of my mouth, I don't want to look up.

“Well I’m sorry to hear that.”

As I look up, knowing she won't take her eyes off me till I show some type of response. Her eyes are all black. Why are they all black, why are they so shiny pitch black? When I sit down I’m raging in fear. What is going on! Am I going insane?


So all day I have been horrified by the nature of this supernatural world. I decided to leave school. I was playing sick and sleepy, when in reality I seemed more connected to this world than before. Yet I still didn't know what was going on! As I walked out of the room, Arlo runs after me. Not knowing what is coming for me, he shoves me so hard I almost fall back.

“What are you doing?” I scream but I felt like my voice went no where.

I put my hands up to protect my weak chilled body. He grabs my wrist viciously. He screams at me…

“You flew too close to the sun!”

“What?” As I’m trying to pull out of his grip.

“Why did you fly so close to the sun!”

“What are you talk about!” I feel something burning and wet on my back. As he opens his mouth to say something everything around me, gravel, Arlo, the school, the cars, the tree, the grass, the birds in mid air turn to water! Everything splashes around me and I go under. I’m suddenly drowning in it. I’m gasping for air. Something is weighing me down. I can’t get up, I can’t reach the top anymore. My body goes under the nearly frozen water. I cannot see anything; as I to open my eyes all I see is blackness, but my eyes quickly close because it hurts. My lungs quickly fill with water then…

I gasp. I breathe so heavy my body is moving back and forth. As I look around I realize it was only a dream, I shiver. When I look towards my mirror I notice something. I get up to look closer. My shaking hands rub my eyes to get a better look. My eyes are black. Pitch black. My whole body is shaking. Why are my eyes pitch black and glossy!