The ground began shaking and trembling violently. ‘Th-this happened before.’ I thought. This time it was for a longer time. A strong shake like a heartbeat pumping fast, and brutal beats nonstop. ‘It should stop already. It doesn’t last this long!’ I held my head between my hands tightly convincing myself it was an illusion my worn out mind was creating.

Unfortunately it didn’t work out and the floor would not stop shaking. I jumped out of my bed sucking up all the courage I had inside of me. My heart was beating so heavily I could feel the beat in my brain. I walked slowly and quietly along my house searching for the source. I peeked outside a window nearby seeing everything outside was calm. It wasn’t an earthquake it was my house floor. Is this a punishment from god? Terrified and alone in my middle sized house I attempted to walk calmly to the living room. The closer I walked towards my living room the violently the ground shook. 

My vision started to dull and blank out on me. I began to blink trying to clear my vision.  I swallowed hard and took a deep breath clearing the saliva building up in my throat. Peeking slightly into the room I saw it. It was a bump underneath the carpet knocking things down as it traveled beneath the surface. The closest object near me was a chair from the kitchen table. It wasn’t as heavy as you’d expect but the material was quite strong. With a look of agony and fear on my face I lifted up the chair gently but tightly and began to walk towards it into the living room. There were times when it stopped moving so harshly. It was like a pattern. 

Next moment I knew the shaking would lower down. I kept making my way into the room as a shiver ran through my spine. This was it, it stopped for this moment. I ran lifting the chair up and building the strong pressure to break it down on this thing. It slammed and broke as I hit the thing. Was it still alive? I thought. The shaking stopped this time completely. ‘It had already been two weeks since this had happened, it repeats continually.’ I thought. Maybe this time it’s over once and for all. 

Swallowing my pride I reached for the carpet and stroked my hand across the bump. Rough, even though I couldn’t visualize It, It felt like a disgusting dirty creature. ‘Aaaaaaaaaah!’ I jumped back cursing loudly. Glancing at my hand it was bleeding, dripping dark red drops of thick liquid. I felt heavy and like I would black out any second. My head felt light like it was filled with heavy air holding me down. Large veins began to grow down my arm as the blood began to fall like a faucet left open.  

The veins began to turn into a shade of red. My body began to change and differ automatically. My brain wasn’t able to think or turn on. I felt as if I was growing shorter. ‘What is this? Wh-what’s happening to me?!’ I screamed with what it seemed like the last breath of my life. What did just happen to me?


Next thing I knew... I was this creature living in it’s world beneath the surface. I knew it, it was my last breath. Last breath of my life as a human being.

Story I wrote

// NOTE: I wrote this almost two years ago. I've improved a lot since then, but this is all I could find at the moment. This is more beginner. // Sketch Girl I sat on a rock gazing at the big blue empty sky, as the cold thin wind blew across the meadow. I was getting really cold since the wind blew so heavily and was freezing. I pulled a pencil that looked mysterious with no eraser on it, I reached ,and clenched a notebook thought tucked in my belt i rested my pencil on the blank, creamy white paper of my notebook. I started to move the tip of my pencil, making a long rectangle shape. I closed my eyes and sighed relax fully. I opened my eyes, the drawing on my paper had disappeared, as a warm white blanket was on my body making me warm.

My name was Akira Hitsugiya. I was a 19 year old girl that was born in Konoha, Japan by the big western mountains. I was 5 foot 4 inches tall. My hair reached down to my waist it was long and silky strait. My right cheek had a scar, it was shaped like a “X”. I wore jet black skinny jeans with a lighter shade of black jacket on top, Across the right side of my jacket was imprinted the letter “S” in golden/yellow, On the left side was imprinted the letter “G” in golden/yellow. If you wondering what the S and G stand for...They stand for Sketch Girl.

I had come from a history that is interesting and filled with mystical things. A long time ago there was a robber, he was wearing a plain gray shirt, with white pants, His teeth were covered with stains, and he had crooked teeth. He was trying yo find gold everywhere. Until he came across a big beautiful shrine of our family. He ran closer to it until he found a girl which was my sister. She was on guard duty, She knew that it was the robber, and ran up to him griping her Katana (Samurai Sword) in her hand. He blocked her Katana sticking his Katana r-right in her chest cutting her deeply. I loved my sister I was 6 back then. She cared so much for me.

That fool took everything away from me. Then he got in the shrine and pulled of the eraser from this magicing what you drew the things that come to life... But he took it. You can also eraser things in life, like money and also take it. theirs a way you can erase something and make it yours. my father gave me this pencil and said I can do whatever with it. So i decided to find my sister’s killer, avenge her death and, get the pencil back!........
al pencil i have, which makes whatever you sketch come to life. The eraser was for eras
A bird in the sky flew by catching my attention as i was in a gaze. The bright pink and, red flowers were covering the meadow. I noticed the time on my watch, and stood up rapidly. Then I started my way out of the forest. I reached out of the forest, my blanket clenched in my hand. Then I reached this tall, and huge building. I followed the building up to the fount of it. There was a road, on the side of the road was a side road leading in somewhere, which no one really went in, because nothing was there. I started to run in the side road which there was a old, broken up street.

There was a big sealed garage with a punch in code thing on the side of it. I stood in front of it still, and reached up and, started to type in a code with 4 numbers. The garage opened. I walked in, and threw my stuff to the side of my room, As the garage closed automatically. I sat on my bed then lied down, sighing in tiredness. I pulled my drawing notebook again with my pencil. I started to sketch a cylinder shape, with a wave across from it.

Then i shut my eyes opening them i looked to the side of my desk by my bed. I saw a glass filled with cold water. I reached for it... I took three large gulps of water, then I sighed feeling relaxed. I thought for a second, I’m not even trying to find this guy.. I’m just using my powers for nothing. Then i shook my head. I got up, because I'm not going to stay like this everyday, just sit here like this. I started to walk to my radio type thing.

Which actually told you any crimes going on around the city... I bought the system a long time ago but never used it. I started to sit in front of my desk and listened to all the crimes around the world. It all got so sicking. I never knew there were this many crimes in New York City. Finally after a half an hour I heard something that caught my attention. They were saying “3000 South and 650 east the local game store called “Game Paradise” , the items are disappearing known as a robbery but can’t locate the suspect.” I opened my eyes wide, because its exactly like last time.

I started to run rapidly after I jumped out of my window (don’t get me wrong, it was fun). I ran faster, then slowed down. I don’t want to loose my energy so soon.. But I also don't want to loose that idiot. So I ran slightly up the “Game Paradise” Which was located right by my house. Finally It was in front of me. I walked slowly, and nervously up the stairs of the game store. Then I kicked the door open (acting totally cool, But i hurt my leg which sucked... and didn't seem cool at all haha..ouch..)

I ran in front of the popular games which included “Assassins Creed II, Call Of Duty Modern Warfare” And, other games. then i peeked to the left side of me nervously, and cautiously. Suddenly the games were just disappearing out of my sight. Then I saw a man standing with a pink thing in his hand... Which looked like a eraser! That's him! The Eraser! He looked directly at me with a huge smirk on his face that showed his yellow, stained, and crooked teeth.

He started to speak to me saying “Out of my way foolish girl!” As he gave me a dirty look. Than I gazed in right into his eyes and said in a pastoral tone “I am not moving.” He smiled again and said “Who might you be hmm?” I looked strait at him with a pissed face (And I was pretty pissed) I said “Sketch Girl.. and who are you?” He opened his dirty mouth and said “Sketch? hahaha awww are you going to draw me?” He started to laugh like a freak. (Uhh that didn't even make sense .. Its not even that funny..lame!)

Then I reached for my pencil and my fat notebook filled with big milky blank papers and started to sketch. Suddenly There two men appeared geared up and full of all kinds of weapons such as sharp blades and full of guns. (reminded me of the Matrix). They went up to him. He struggled to erase them because there were so many as he was busy erasing one... The others jumped on top of him loosing his focus he fell on the floor and the eraser slipped out of his hand and fell on the floor.

I reached for in rapidly before him, and tucked it tight on top of my pencil, and smiling big with my white teeth. Finally the police reached right on time. They came inside and arrested the idiot (which was now my new name for him “Idiot” I liked it.) The police really thanked my and, paid my passport and ticket to head to Konoha so i could seal this pencil. Its caused enough already. Becareful next time. And always be prepared who knows what things could be stolen.

Favorite short story- The Tell-Tale Heart by: Edgar Allen Poe
A crazy man that wants an old mans pale blue eye.
http://xroads.virginia.edu/~hyper/poe/telltale.html