Centipedes

By: James B. Davis

I ran out the door, as fast as I could, I wasn't turning back, no way. Okay I'm, sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself, I'll start from the beginning. It was two days ago, during the spring equinox, my mom had sent me to my room, because I broke a plate or cup, or something like that. So when I went into my room I looked around a sat on my couch.

I looked to my side and noticed that there was centipede crawling out the couch cushion. I jumped into the air and fell on my back, I looked up and the centipede was nowhere in sight. I slowly got and plopped on my bed. I looked around the room looked like it was spinning, then I blacked out. I woke up to my mother and father over me saying my name over and over. They both seemed confused, “What?” I said, they asked what happen and I sat up. “I was sitting on the couch I big bug came out of the cushion, I jumped back and hit my.” I said as I rubbed my head. They said that I should lay down, and try to get some sleep and they left. I laid there, for hours looking at the wall trying to sleep. I tossed and turned, then I looked to a hole in my bed.

I sat up and picked at the hole, I tour through a layer of foam, stopped, realizing what I was doing, and laid back down. I sat there, I figured I turn on my TV. I put on some old big spider movie, that I don't remember the name. I sat there , I almost fell asleep, when the centipede from before crawled across the screen, I got up and walked toward the TV, and smashed the centipede, I got grossed out from it, I stumbled back and fell on my bed. I looked around and saw the hole again. I started picking again, I went through a all the layers of foam when it felt like something bit me. I pulled my arm back and looked at my finger. There was a drop of blood on it, I looked to hole in my bed, and a leech crawled out, along with worms, and more leeches, and centipedes, the squirmy creatures kept coming out, piling out of the hole, I screamed, by that time, most of my bed was covered and they were still coming. I ran out the door, as fast as I could, I wasn't turning back, no way, I ran into my mom, she asked what was wrong. I started to talk when my father came from behind, covered in leeches.

My mother, she screamed as loud as she could, when a wave of squirming, slimy creatures came to our feet, I ran out the front door, as centipedes, worms, and leeches grabbed at my feet, I was on the front yard I looked at the front door, and pile of the creature at on the porch. I ran down the side walk, to tired to move, I hit the ground hard, the next thing know I'm in a hospital bed. The doctor walked in, he said “Well George, I've got good and bad news, what do you want to first?” “The bed news.” I said, “Your family is dead, I'm so sorry.” he said “But, your aunt is on her way to pick you up from Maine, she'll be here in a few day, and you're gonna fine.” he said as started walking away, “Wait!” I cried “How did they die?” the doctor walked back to me “I.. I don't think you should know. “ he said “Tell me, please”, I pleaded “They lost all there blood, I have to go now, I'm sorry George.” he said, he then left the room. I looked to the window, I fell asleep.

I woke up at noon, the next day, my aunt walked into the room, “Hey George.” I rubbed my face and looked out my window and sighed. The next day I grabbed my stuff, and loaded it into my aunt's car. We took off to Maine the next day. We got there by twelve P.M., My aunt showed me to my room, and left me be. I saw my new bed, I gulped at the sight of it, I threw everything from it onto the ground, I made my bed on the floor. I looked to my bags, I saw something, it looked like something was in my bag. I walked toward the bag, and it fell to the ground. I looked at the bag, and something squirmed inside...