The last thing I want is to get into trouble at school, especially when my parents are off on a business trip.. "Now, Rick, I have a small question for you.." Said the principal, (I just call him prince) obviously preparing for a longer sentence to form from his lips. I took a moment to think "y-yeah, course, you can ask me anything!" I said, my heart pounding faster than the trot of a horse why am I so scared?I asked myself in the confinements of my own mind. "Will you eat this?" He asked holding up a simple, lollipop. "I-u-uhhhh... Yeah?" I took the lollipop into my Mouth still a bit puzzled from such a silly question. There was nothing, not for a while, but it came slowly I didn't see it coming, never would have thought of it. First, it came with a drowsiness, then a headache, and not long after that, I collapsed.

    Soon I woke up, still confused of what happened especially due to the fact that I was now in the woods, alone, and cold. But good for me it looked slightly familiar it had to be close to the lake or pond. I got up with a limb stumbling over every now and again I walked toward my home, it had to be there. I stopped, seeing that I was bruised and cut in every visible part of my body. Something, bothered me though, it was fall, the leaves were red, orange, green, and brown last I remember we were at the height of winter. I saw it, there it was, my little cabin, my happy little cabin. I smiled walking toward it seeing the familiar 'no Trespassing' sign and walking toward the small home with caution. My house was torn apart and just about ready to collapse what? but, I was here only the day before.. My house is all about gone everything is so different about it the feeling, the look's it is most truly looking, old.. I heard voices, coming from inside my small cabin of a home. I made the decision, and walked into my old home only to find mischeivious teenager's, about the same age as me. One of them caught a glimpse of me, and ran for the hill's screaming, the other' s however took there time to react looking up and down terror apparent in their eye's.

    They followed there buddy out the window scared out of their wit's I knew I wasn't the best looking, but that was a little much... I had the sudden desire to see myself, to see what had scared them so. I went up into the small attic finding a clothed mirror and walking towards it I loathed to see myself, it was almost a need I would die for, it seemed. With every step I made I grew more and more weary. The time came I was right in front of the mirror, about to uncover it, but, I'm afraid, I wasn't prepared for the horror that was about to be revealed to my eye's. I took off the cloth to find a monster. It's legs were long and scrawny, it's eyes like light bulbs, it's disgusting pastel turquoise skin, it's long boney fingers and robed clothing, its scaly bat like wings, and along side the creature, it held a pouch of some sort. It wasn't long before I realized the hideous creature standing in the mirror, was me.

    I ran, and I ran for what seemed like hours on end. I just kept going and going, but how do you run away from yourself? I finally made it to town, but to my behold, the school was gone, the houses were different ,people were driving their vehicles around from place to place, and the moon shown brightly and brilliantly shining down on me from above, I didn't care for how it changed I only quickly sped across the street. I walked up to a person's home and gently knocked on the door. please don't scream, please don't run away... An older woman opened the door, and I hid my face in the hood of my robe. "I nee-" I stopped, what was that...? that wasn't me.. but it was, I knew it was in all chaos, it was my voice though I didn't want to admit it, I knew it was. The voice that escaped from me was like a choir, like some sort of beast from the heaven I hated it, more than my looks, more than my situation. "I need a new voice" I said, to me now it seemed, all sanity was slipping.

    The thoughts that came to mind, I dare not speak, but how I loved them, I know what I want now. She tried to shut the door, but I was relentless to talk to her. "please, I only want to make a deal" I had knowledge now of someone close to her someone, who was dieing. My eye's met a calendar, dated, the year of 2035. "it's been nearly twenty years?" I mumbled to myself, I turned to the older lady once again. She looked at me with fear clear in her eye's "now, about that deal, I shall save your husband if you wish.." I paused, that was to simple, I needed more "in return of someone else's life" she looked at me with slight curiosity "how so?" she asked, simply "it must be someone you know, pick them and I will save your husband" she thought for a moment. "Andrew, Andrew griffon" I held out my scrawny, boney hand "deal"