The wind howling, kids whispering, and dogs barking. The feel of the cool breeze on my skin, the sinister dark clouds passing by. The cars screeching to a halt. The taste of dead air on my tongue makes me uneasy. The darkness is closing in on me, trying to consumeme. I sprint, I sprint as fast as I can to get away from the eerie, menacing darkness that is coming for me. The sound of my shoes pounding on the concrete beneath my feet.The craclking growling coming from the darkness ready to attack. Nobody knows what is in the darkness because those consumed by it never return. I’m stuck, there is no way out. I say “ I love you mom, dad, Devon (my little brother), and grandma”, then i’m consumed. Just like that I am in a different place, surrounded by tall dark strange beings, I can hardly see them it was so dark, then i hear the vile screech of a women. I start to run and the beings start to chase me. They are grunting and growling behind me, I look back and see that they are still following me then a light shines down ahead of me so I run to it. I am gone again, this time in a good place i see and feel all of the good memories in my life in a flash. I, I, I think that I am in heaven. After my memories pass I hear a voice say “ It is not your time yet”. Then I wake up, the smell of bacon and eggs fill my room like an incense. I look up at my white smooth ceiling telling myself that it was just a dream. I walk upstairs and see my dad making breakfast. I ask him when breakfast will be ready. he doesn't respond, I ask again, no response, I walk away and see my mom and brother sitting on the smooth leather couch. I ask them is dad is alright, no response, I go over to my mom to tap her on the shoulder but my hand goes right through her just like she wasn’t even there. I just stand there in disbelief saying that this is not real and i’m still in a dream, but i’m not. I hear a phone ring, it’s my dad’s. My mom yells “Brad, your phone is ringing!” He comes and picks up the phone and has a weird look on his face, I go over there and look at his phone the number only has five didgets. He answers it, listens for about two minuted and then drops to his knees. my mom gets right up and asks whats wrong? He says that the police got a report of a teenager named bradley zuraw ii (the second) is being transpoted to the hospital and is in serious condition. My mom and my brother break down my dad sits there in mental agony and shock not knowing what to do. my Grandma wasnt home but when my mom calls her and tells her what happened she starts to cry and says she is on her way home right now. The last thing that I remember is going downtown, on my way to subway , the I remember seeing the darkness. I dont remember anything else after that. By now I am trying everything  can to get my parents attention but nothing works. I sit there, desperate and scared wondering what to do next. I think that I am dead, im a ghost, trapped here forever no way out and no hope. I desperately scream out “ Someone help me!” For a second, there is a moment of silence then a giant beam of light shoots through the ceiling with a really loud thunder like roar. Then I feel electricity flow from my chest to my head to my toes spreading through my body like the roots of a tree growing inside me, I feel my heart start to beat fast  and then I feel like I am resurrected and I wake up in the back of an ambulance. I see paramedics looking at my pulse and saying he is stable! I tried to talk but i couldn’t, I was in excruciating pain and when I got to the hospital my whole family was there, my mom and my dad’s side. They all see me and realize that i am alive and are relieved for the moment. It turns out that there was an eye witness to what actually happened. What happened was, I was chased into an alley way by 5 men and beat and robbed, i have a knife wound in my stomach and a bruised body. The cops are still looking for the guys who did it. To this day, I don’t know why I saw the darkness and why I saw the guy as monsters but I do know one thing, I never want to do that again. I am never going to stop trying to find out why I saw what I saw.