2. The Things in the Dark
As I got out of my grandfather's car,I heard a rustling in the woods behind me.I whirled around to try and see what could have made the noise,but I could see nothing through the inky blackness."You're going to be here a while,you can't freak out over noises in the woods",I reminded myself.It was probably just a harmless little animal.But something from my past tugged at the back of my mind.A TV show......one that I had been obsessed with when I was younger.I still kinda was.The show was about two brothers who've been through hell and back,who fought the monsters I used to think were under my bed.And as I stood there,staring into the darkness,it was all real.Just for second,it was real.I heard the noise again and decided I should go into the house,instead of taking my chances with the thing in the dark.Just as I ran inside my grandfather let out a scream.At least....I thought it was my grandfather.I ran outside,which was the stupidest thing I could've done,by the way.As soon as my feet touched the path,everything went all woozy,and I was falling,falling faster than I thought was possible.Then,as you should have thought would happen,everything went black.
When I woke up,it was hard to see where I was.It looked like a grimy hotel room -one that I wouldn't have touch with a ten foot pole. But as I looked around,I realized it was exactly the kind of hotel room the brothers would have slept in.It had all the things that they usually had; magic fingers, crappy soap that looked like it had touched a thousand armpits,and don't forget- it was "hooker themed".I had no idea how I got here,but I really wanted to leave.
As I got off the floor,brushing off the dust and dirt,I realized that not only was this all way too strange,but that I was strange too. I went to look in the bathroom mirror,and sure enough,I wasn't me.Well....I was me, but I wasn't me me.I was older,taller,definitely different.My 15 year old body had changed into what looked like a 24 year old one. But dang,I was beautiful as a 24 year old. My zits were gone,and my eyes didn't have that "stayed up every night since she was 10" look.Thankfully I had new clothes,and I wasn't some weirdo wearing clothes way too small. These were the good things. Here are the bad: I was totally freaking out. Why was this happening??!! How was this happening??!!! I had no clue,but things were about to get a lot weirder. Two people walked in.