chapter fifteen

It was Saturday morning. I yawned lazily and got out of bed. My head was throbbing hard as I walked into the bathroom to have some water poured over my head. I stared into the glass, and I noticed I wasn't seeing my face. "Ah!." I shouted, falling back to the floor. I stood up gently and looked into the mirror, and it was gone. "What was that?" I asked myself, a little frightened.

I have been having very disturbing dreams recently, and I don't know if they are connected to the fact that I was a Grim Reaper or to my past. I brushed my teeth as I was lost in thought, and my dreams flashed back before me.

The fire demon staring at me sent a cold shiver down my spine. I rushed into bed and had myself covered with dulves. The dream was terrible; I felt life f flee from my body as the fire demon's sinister laugh echoed in my ears. I closed my eyes and had the same dream all over and over again. I heard a loud bang at my door, and my eyes opened wide. I walked to the corner of my room and p