Doom Arising - Pharoah Sherry (black female authors .TXT) 📗

Doom Arising

There I was standing wondering what happened when I heard a loud explosion from the basement. I ran downstairs to the lab my father was running and what I seen wasn’t pretty. His individual body parts were scattered all over the floor with a bunch of the blue candy he made. I screamed for my mother to come downstairs when she came down, she was mortified at the sight of her husband’s body parts on the floor. She called the police to report an explosion and to get rid of his body. This was the first day that I’ve ever felt sadness I’m usually a bubbly person but after that day I haven’t spoken since. “Claire” my teacher called I looked up to see her smiling and asking me to answer the question on the board. I went up to the board and tried to answer the question as fast as I could so I could sit back down and be nonexistent again. The question was harder than usual and everything around me disappeared as I stared into the math problem realizing that it wasn’t even a math problem it was symbols! I turned to see the class, but they were just blurs of color now like life was a pure figment of my imagination. Everything around me slowly blended and morphed into something that looked more like an oil painting than anything. “Claire” I heard my teachers voice call through the blur I tried to reach out towards the only tangible piece of reality I had left but that soon left me and the only thing left that wasn’t a blur was the math problem. I tried to answer it but the symbols on the board were far beyond human comprehension I tried and tried again but I failed to answer it every time. What ungodly creature created this math problem and why was I the only one who could see the blur? The blur continued until I wrote on the board and when I wrote my answer the symbols glowed emerald, green as the blur disappeared as reality was brought back to me. The whole class was just staring at me then the staring turned mocking and ridicule. They laughed and laughed at my embarrassment what they thought was a joke was a reality. When I got home, I had to study for an upcoming test with the same symbols I opened the slip of paper the teacher gave me and in it was the same equation with the words “Don’t Leave the Blur” I looked at the equation and the blur started once again. This time I stayed in the blur for as long as I could as things slowly began to transform and morph back into reality, but things felt different. I called for my mom the only response I got was silence. I ran down the stairs in search of my mother who I longed for the most in this terrible situation. I called again but this time I heard a faint echo of my mother’s voice I ran towards it, but it seemed to be coming from all directions. My mother was but a faint echo in my mind nothing more than a mere memory but then I heard it again and I was certain that she was here, but her voice didn’t sound quite right. Since I yearned for my mother, so I ignored the impurities in her voice and ran towards her voice. Instead of my mother I found her, but her face was a blur she looked in my direction and tilted her head calling my name constantly. “Claire, Claire, Claire, Claire” each time she called my name her voice distorted more and more and so did her body. Her arms began to stretch and soon her hands her touching the floor then her body began to go limp as she called my name more and more. Soon she was but a mushy puddle on the floor but as her voice got more malicious the more her body began reforming but when she was fully reformed her body seemed to be cracked like porcelain and from those cracks came faint glowing crimson light. She began to walk in my direction I quickly moved away from her, but she kept walking in that one direction only to stop when she hit a wall. She stepped back and looked straight in the direction of the wall never taking her gaze off the wall. Then she began smashing her head against the wall until the porcelain like skin of hers began to shatter and fall off her head the crimson lights began to grow brighter. Soon her head was no more and underneath what had been her head was a creature the color of black with black flames coming off it and there were streaks in its body with a bright crimson light coming from them. It started to tear open my mother’s body it used as a shell. When it fully came out it was immense in size looking as if it were fifteen feet tall. It slowly walked toward me the ground trembling beneath me and with nothing else I could do I ran. I ran as fast as I could towards my front door, but the thing just was too big to avoid as it changes its shape to something like ink and began to flood the hallway, I was in. I fumbled with the doorknob but as the inky substance touched my shoes the door flew open, and I ran outside. Instead of my neighborhood there was a cliffside with seemingly no end and on the other side of my house was the endless vacuum of space, so I chose to end it by jumping into the space before the monster got me. Before I could jump though the monster had grabbed me with a new tentacle it grew. It brought me close to its face and opened its mouth and instead of a tongue or teeth there was a bunch of little glowing balls of light. Each of the balls of light had faces on them that were contorted in horror. The monster looked at me and then began to grip its top and bottom jaw with its two free hands then it tore open its face and the crimson lights in its mouth became tentacles and they came closer to my face. The tentacles wrapped around my face, and they locked on so I couldn’t get them off if I tried. They dug the tips into my head. I felt them start to open and pull something out of my body. When the monster was finished it dropped me, but I felt empty like I was void of personality and emotion. I then realized what it had taken from me it had taken mt soul now I was but a husk with no feelings. Now soulless I felt no emotion even though I should’ve I tried to escape the blur, but it was too late. I was too deep in now and there is nothing I can do so I do the only thing I really can do is push forward further into the blur. Things began to get stranger as I went farther into my house the house has morphed into flesh and the wood was now bone it seemed as though my house was becoming a living creature. I let myself slowly slip away as the house began to pull my feet in as I knew I could never escape. I pulled my feet out and laid down on the squishy floor as the house pulled me in, I thought happy thoughts and let the darkness take me from this craziness. Outside of the blur in the hospital her mother waits for her daughter to wake up from the coma she has been in for two years now. She saw her heartbeat flatline and she knew it was the end for her daughter at that moment she let out a cry and left the room to notify the doctors of what happened. If only she hadn’t married a meth dealer. Hey guys I wanted to use this section to promote my YT channel and to explain a couple of things. 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Publication Date: 01-31-2022

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Dedication:
This was made because I was bored and also, I wanted to give myself something to do and people something to read. Please like and subscribe to my YT channel "Reaper".