Narrative

__**The Ressurecting**__ __**Part 1**__

Suddenly Trevor died...

**3 months later**

It was a nice Monday morning in late May and the birds could be heard chirping loudly and singing their early songs.

I woke up tired and a mess, just like any other day. The sun was shining through the curtains of my bedroom window blinding me almost immediately when I opened my eyes. I shut my eyes and moved out of the path of the sunshine, even then it was still a chore to open my eyes. When I finally managed to resist the brightness and keep my eyes open I quickly picked out some clothes and made my way to the shower. I needed to get ready for the day. One quick glance at the clock and I noticed I was late. Better make this quick.

And again... It began just like any other day.

I removed my shorts, set down my new clothes, I whipped a towel off the rack and through it near the shower. I turned the knob perfectly as to where the temperature would be best, this was all routine and it didn't need much thought. The water was warm and soothing as it fell across the sore muscles from the day before. I ached, yesterday had been a particularly rough day(, spending the whole afternoon out with my friends). Soon I was out, refreshed and ready to go. Put on my clothes, dried my hair, hung up my towel, brushed, my teeth, and tripped on my way out. As soon as I got into the kitchen I noticed everything was set and my breakfast was made. The delicious food was making me crazy I dived into a chair and inhaled a few glasses of orange juice and finally my omelet. Before I got up to leave for school I realized there was a note from my mum... I sat down again, as I looked closer I noticed a few phone numbers on the note paper. Wondering what this was about, I picked up the note and began to read. My mothers voice was reading the note to me in my head.. “Honey I will be gone for a while, I love you... never forget that” I sat in silence for a moment and suddenly I felt extremely uncomfortable like something was sitting on my chest. My heart started pounding in my chest and the noise was ringing in my ears. I began to feel dizzy and I stumbled as I tried to make my way to the couch. I didnt make it and I collapsed smashing my head into the coffee table...

I jolted awake... what time was it?

“4:21am”

That can't be right... can it? This is impossible I thought and then I noticed my head was still in the now shattered coffee table. I felt my head for any blood or bumps and as I layed my hand against my head I could feel the fresh blood that was now only beginning to dry. I needed something to drink but shooting pains kept me on the floor for a second longer. I felt light headed and when I got to my knees I looked outside and it was pitch black. Terrifying, I quickly got up and ran to my room but not before snagging a wash cloth from the kitchen sink. What was going on I was so confused but again... when I opened my door it was nothing that I could have ever expected.

To be continued...in Part 2