Calling

it was the first day of my last year of high school. i had lost weight over the summer and at the risk of sounding vain, i was looking good. i stepped on the bus feeling good about the year. i noticed some girls checking me out as i walked down the aisle. i blushed shyly and sat alone, i was not the most popular kid in the world. i got off the bus and went right to the gymnasium to get my schedule for the year. i looked it over and was happy i got all the courses i wanted and need to go to university. i headed to my locker, then i was off to my first class which luckily for me was study hall. i took my seat at the back of the class in the corner, all the desks were in groups of four and all facing each other. i sat down, opened my books and pulled out my ipod and started listening to some of the stranger music i owned. the teacher started to talk but i ignored him and decided to write some poetry

i sit here

my last year

I'm scared to start my life

it feels like it will never start

life is laced with ambition

mine have all but died.

i scrawled senselessly not even trying to form a theme, i was just writing. as i scratched out my last line i heard a muffled voice. i took off my ear buds and looked up. it started out as a feeling, which then grew into a hope, which then turned into a quiet thought, then into a quiet word.

"Hello" barely escaped my lips.

"I asked what you were writing." she said cheerfully

i looked down at the page and saw my hand shaking. i quickly stopped it and she must have noticed because she started giggling.

"It's nothing i just write random little poems." i said to her.

"oh? mind if i read it?" she asked as she grabbed my binder from my hands. she read the last line out loud.

angels always sit at dawn

"That's weird." she said

"What is?" i asked her

"Why did you write about me?"

"I didn't." i replied half embarrassed by the coincidence.

"so you think I'm an angel?" she smiled

"i didn't write that about you, how could i know your name?"

"The teacher introduced me to the class."

"I wasn't paying attention." i admitted

Deciding to change the subject i asked to see her schedule, she handed it over.

"oh wow that's odd, we have all the same classes" i told her

she looked at me.

"really?" she asked holding out her hands.

i put the schedules into her hands and let her look them over.

"that's not very surprising actually." she giggled

whys that?" i asked confused

"You seem very creative, and these are all creative courses."

"oh aha." i replied blushing a bit.

we kept talking the rest of class until the bell rang. we gathered out books together and before we got up she looked at me, smiled, and asked me.

"will you carry my books to class?"

my heart raced.

"Of course dawn" i smiled and picked up her light books.

As we made our way to the next class the linked her arm to mine.

"since your my only friend here, I'm gonna need you to show me around and help me out." she said rather happily.

"there is not much to show but id be happy too."

When we got to art class we found two empty seats next to each other.

That's how it all started, we fell in love.

This is where her story ends.

"Watch out!" i screamed

"I'm free! I'm finally free!" she said as her body soared off the top of the school.

"NOOO!" i yelled running trying to hold her back.

she arced through the sky, yelling one long sorry, then she landed. by the time the ambulance got there it was too late, it was too late by the time she hit the ground.

i was a wreck, for months her ghost haunted my every waking moment. i always sat in her seat at school, i wore her sweater to sleep. everyone could see it, i was starting to lose it. i was a zombie, barely functioning, my eyes constantly red and puffy. as the weeks went by, school was coming to a close and we had to clean our lockers, i morbidly decided to clean dawns locker. i opened the locker, and it was empty save one note falling to the ground. i bent over to pick it up, and read it.

I'm sorry.

But just because everything is changing, doesn't mean its never been this way before. all you can do is know who your friends are, before you head off to the war. Call my name, and ill come back to you. this isn't the first or last or worst time this has happened.

i cried, constantly for hours and hours. i never showed anyone the note. what did she mean? how many times had i screamed out her name? i woke up early one morning at around 4 o'clock, i couldn't fall back asleep, so i decided to go visit her. i went to the school and climbed up to the place she jumped from. i sat there until i noticed dawn threatening to break.

it started out as a feeling, which then turned into a hope, which then turned into a quiet thought, then into a quiet word.

"dawn?" i said, barely whispering...nothing.

"Dawn?" i repeated...nothing

the sun was going to break soon.

"Dawn!" i yelled out tears streaming down my face.

"DAWN" i screamed her name out over and over until i was breathless...nothing.

"If you don't come back to me, then I'm coming to you dawn!" i screamed at the sun.

i backed up from the edge of the school roof, about twenty feet. i took in a deep breath, and ran. i ran to the edge and as i screamed her name, i leaped from the edge, sailing through the sky, i shut my eyes, and continued to scream her name past my lips.

i was shaking, i was so nervous, so confused. i quickly looked down and wrote some words across my page. she sat down across from me, staring at me. when she saw i finished writing, she asked to see it. i pushed my binder over to her.

"Read it out loud please." i asked her.

"Now where back to the beginning

It's just a feeling and no one knows yet

but just because they can feel it too

it doesn't mean you have to forget

let your memory grow stronger

till I'm before your eyes

you came back

when i called you." she finished slowly looking up.

"William?" she asked not sure of herself.

i smiled as wide as possible.

"I'm here dawn."

Chapter 1. They wont Believe

It was nice out, the stars were visible, and i was fucking high, and about to get higher. i was with a group of my friends, and we knew how to have a good time, i was a bit burnt out, so i slowed down with my friend bill. we were on our way to the soccer field to play roman goalie. the air was crisp, and every breath i took, was exhilarating. me and bill walked slowly behind the others, looking at the stars. bill stopped mid step and asked me what that white thing was. i looked over and noticed a star surrounded by a white cloud, it didn't look like a regular cloud. more like the trail a plane left behind it. we both stopped to look at the star. at this point we were wondering if it was moving or not, if it was a satellite. we saw it moving slowly but surely and deemed it a satellite, we had started to walk again, when we both looked back.

"Is it moving faster?" bill asked me

"I don't think so...wait a minute...it could be." i replied back.

"Why do you think its moving faster?"

"Maybe its a u.f.o" i joked

we both laughed at that, we kept laughing right until it sped up, a huge noticeable acceleration across the sky, it moved quickly for a few seconds, and as we looked on at this strange sight, it faded out, it didn't disappear behind a tree, or a cloud, it just got dimmer and dimmer, until we couldn't see it.

"What in the fuck!" bill yelled out.

i stood there unable to open my mouth, or make a noise. what in the hell had we just seen? we ran to catch up with our friends.

"GUYS!" i yelled out

they all turned around to see why i was yelling.

"we just saw a fucking u.f.o!" i continued

they all laughed at us.

"No he's serious guys." bill told them.

"You do realize you are both high, and probably saw a satellite?" said Mitch very sarcastically.

"We KNOW what we saw man, don't you fucking believe us?" i yelled out

"Sure man, of course we believe you think you saw a u.f.o" replied Mitch.

"Just forget about it man." he continued

bill and i let it drop, they wouldn't believe us. i don't blame them though, i hardly believe myself. we played our game of roman soccer. i was in net first, as i tried to block the roman candle shots from getting in the net, i kept looking back at the sky, hoping to catch another glimpse of the unknown. as i looked back up, i got hit in the chest, and then the leg in mid air by two shots. i fell to the ground laughing, and i decided not to look back up that night. we pulled out some joints, and decided to light them up.

i woke up the next day with a fuzzy recollection of what went down. i remember the u.f.o me and bill saw, but the more i thought of it, the more unrealistic it seemed. to many logical explanations for it to be something so incredible. i got dressed and went out into town. i decided to talk to bill about it. i got to bills house and saw his front door was open, i ran in to see if he was okay, i walked in and saw everything askew, the furniture ruined, glass shattered. i walked around cautiously when i stepped on a creaky floor board. and suddenly bill jumped up and swung an axe right at me. i jumped back terrified and screamed, i tripped over the broken glass and fell. the axe landed into the wall with a heavy thud. bill stood above me panting, almost crying.

"Jesus Christ I'm so sorry."

"what in the fuck is going on man?"

"They were here, They were fucking here."

by the tone in his voice, i could only assume who he meant.

"what we saw last night?"

he just nodded, he then walked over to his desk, and pulled out a portable battery operated radio, then proceeded to turn it on.

"-et to cover. if you hear this transmission, lock your doors, arm yourselves. a group of unknown beings have landed sporadically through the country, very few things are confirmed, but they have been seen dragging away humans. this is a recording, get to cover."

"what..." i stared at him, with questions in my eyes.

"I don't know, they took my parents."

bill then started to cry. i tried to console him, but i knew i couldn't. my own parents had died years ago, so i knew how he felt. we sat there, holding each other for what seemed like ever, when bill suddenly stood up.

"My uncle has a hunting cabin, 6 K's out of town, i have a key here, he has guns, lots of them, and lots of ammo there. if we can make it there we can ride this out." bill told me

"how do we know we can kill them?" i asked

bill walked over to one of his back rooms and called me over. i got up and walked over to his side, and nearly screamed from what i saw. there three of them were, they were small, had two legs and four arms, two of them were tiny, to of them proportionate to their body's. they had three eyes, one on each side of their head and one in the middle. they were all dead, with axe wounds all over their bodies.

bill looked at me and said "that's how i know."

TO BE CONTINUED

Paper Bag

Our hands held high

we leave our ambitions behind

and cry out 'Lord im ready to die'

our love in our chest

a large weight on it too

we cant decide what would be best

we scar ourselves constantly

we free ourselves consistently

so we feel less physically

we dont feel a little bit real

we believe no one else exists

we think were alone in this ordeal

i never feel lonely without you

but when we get close its apparent

this is too good to be true.

starving

patience begins to grip me tighter

this feeling is strong and its getting harder

to control myself, control this urge

i pray to god this disease to purge

i plead for his help once again

i curse out your name, and call you my friend

i hope these scars quickly will mend

then here comes my razor hungry again

eating its may across my skin

with every cut i bleed out my sin

let me repay you with blood

to reach forgiveness i have to let out the flood

im guilty, anything but innocent

but the razor is indifferent

it doesent care what i did then

its just hungrier than its ever been

it wants more than my flesh now

it wants to bleed me out

to allow it to feast

to finally kill the beast.

Dear God, save me

even if it is empty

show me your heaven

show me edens garden

show me that bare fruit tree

teach me that it is not just me

show me why i crawl

show me my downfall

sit with me in that old paradise

tell me stories of men and mice

tell me why were never satisfied

and i'll explain to you why i cried.