Screaming. That's what I remember before everything went black. Crazy, scary, hectic. There are just not enough words to describe how it was.
I'll start from the beginning, from when I first sat up in my bed and stretched. It was 12-21-12, first day of Christmas break, and the day all life on planet Earth would end. I had never believed in this legend, it was all nonsense to me. The songs, the movies, the sayings were meaningless. But, oh was I wrong.
My friends and I had planned an early Christmas party, where we were all going to spend the weekend at Kelsy's, since her family was out of town, and stay up, watch 2012 and talk about school. We never did get to watch that movie though. Before we all got settled in the Earth exploded, literally. The house started shaking violently, everything flew off the walls. Plates were shattering on the kitchen floor, books were landing grotesquely on the ground, and picture frames were smashed everywhere. I grabbed onto someone's hoodie and dashed out the open door, looking behind me once or twice to make sure I wasn't imagining this. I had no idea of what to do next, well I didn't need one. At that moment at 7 foot tree came crashing down on my friends and I.
Right before it hit us I got a good glance of what was happening. I screamed, and the last thing I remember was a bone-crushing feeling in my ribs and the picture of our world crashing down. Then finally the blackness overtook me and I lost control of my hold on reality.