I never was much of a morning person. I’d wake up, stumble around, and wish more than anything that I could get just a little more sleep. Today was no different when I rolled out of bed. The sunlight poured into my room, shining through the cracks in my blinds like a laser beam. I squinted my eyes, scratched the stubble on my face and made my way to the bathroom.
I was never really big at looking at myself in the mirror. The years hadn’t been kind to me, and I could see the wear and tear etched into my face. I turned on the cold water, rinsed my hands, and glanced quickly at the mirror. I splashed the water onto my face, grabbed a towel and patted my face dry. I had the eerie feeling of deja vu as I stripped down slowly and stepped in to the shower.
Sitting at the kitchen table, reading the paper, was the start to my usual morning. I was refreshed from my shower, alert to an extent, but no where close to ready to take on the day I had ahead of me. I took a sip of coffee, burning my lip just a bit. As I set the cup down I noticed a movement out of the corner of my eye. I could have sworn that something just ran by my kitchen window.
As I stood up I heard my garbage cans being knocked around in the back yard. I ran quickly down the hallway, burst through the back door, and was met by a quizzical look from a curious little creature.
In front of me stood a small, brownish animal of sorts. It was like something I had never seen before. It reminded me of Gizmo, the cute, fuzzy character from the movie Gremlins. It resembled a large teddy bear, soft, furry, with black, innocent eyes. It’s face was somewhat cat like, but not enough to say that it looked feline. The creature jumped back as I swung open the door, and stood there with a cautious look on it’s face.
I looked around quickly to see if anyone else was watching as I started walking towards my strange discovery. I knelt down and gestured for my discovery to come towards me. Much to my surprise, it did. It took several steps towards me, when the neighbors dog started barking. This startled the creature, and it immediately ran away, out towards the woods.
I stood there dumbfounded, trying to figure out what I should do. I had to be at work in half an hour and already knew that I was going be late. Against my better judgment, I ran back into the woods, mind set on finding my new, furry companion.
The path behind my house led to a small stream. It was quite and peaceful, and I found myself walking back there quite a bit. Today when I started walking back there, I felt something different. I was nervous, a bit scared, and felt like something bad was going to happen. I got down to the water and across the way I saw the creature running frantically into a small craft. It was something right out a science fiction movie.
The tiny, one man space ship lift itself into the air and hovered. I stood there in a daze, staring back at the most amazing thing I’d ever scene. The ship flashed an incredibly powerful light at me, which sent me reeling to the ground. I couldn’t see, I stood up blindly as I tried to shake of the blindness caused be the light. My vision came back through a haze of blurry confusion, and I noticed that I was alone. The creature and it’s strange craft was gone.
I sat there for over an hour, hoping that it would return. I paced up and down the stream, looking at my reflection, thinking about what had just happened. I wondered if it would be back. Would it return to visit me again? Did it think that I was a threat, that I was the one set out to scare it? I looked down at my watch and figured that it was time to head back to the house and get going to work. I walked back up the path and was floored when I saw that my house was destroyed.
I stood in front of a charred, smoking rubble of what was once my home. I felt light headed, and was sure that I was going to faint. I started seeing stars, my chest got tight, and I fell over onto the ground. The last thing I remember as I drifted away was the whirling, chaotic designs the black smoke was making as it rose from my sizzling house. I heard the sirens coming, far off in the distance…
I heard the sirens ringing louder, as I rolled over in a daze. Staring back at me was my alarm clock. It’s familiar gaze made me shake my head, clearing the cobwebs and focusing my thoughts. I hit the snooze button, fell back into my bed, and shook my head. I stared at the ceiling, laughed a bit at myself, and closed my eyes.