Lukisyma

Lukisyma

I hated school for many reasons. The general being having to wake up early almost everyday of my life. Another being getting taught stuff that In the end doesn’t matter to my future. But there was another reason. A reason not many can relate too. No one else but my fellow classmates. I went to rivertown high in Michigan. The school was huge. One of the biggest in the United States. Complete with seven libraries and three cafeterias. Having such a big place means bigger amount of students and teachers. Leaving plenty of room where “accidents” to occur. So many students have died in that school on a time period of 1967 to 2012. So of course there were gonna be rumors about ghosts and ghouls. I never believed them. Until one day I had to stay after school. My mother made me so it wasn’t really my choice or say on what to do. I had to stay until 9pm. It was a normal day . The school day ended . Everyone went home but me and a few other teachers. I was in the classroom by myself while my teacher went to go get some makeup work for me. 40 minutes passed and he hasn’t came back. I got tired of sitting so I got up and walked out of the classroom. The halls were quiet and chilly. I shivered. I looked in the corner of my eye and saw that the door to the classroom I was in was shut. I could’ve sworn I left it open. I was getting spooked but I continue to walk through the empty and cold halls. Something stopped me in my tracks. Something I couldn’t look away from it cause I was shocked. Something that made me want to run but I couldn’t. It looked to be another teacher. Wearing the dress code style for the teachers at that school. But something was off. His head seems to be dislocated. His law hung low as his mouth wide open. His eyes were rolled back into his head. His neck look broken and he looked lifeless. But I could hear the sound of his disturbing heavy breathing. I didn’t understand how he could look into my soul while his eyes weren’t even facing me. I finally snapped out of it after about a minute of staring at the man. I then ran as fast as I could downstairs to the front door. I tried to open it but it wouldn’t budge . I heard the heavy breathing and footsteps from the man coming from the stairwell. I panicked and tried to find a way out and I managed to escape from the back fire escape. I didn’t know what to do. I called my mom to pick me up. She was furious that I “skipped” after school help. I knew she wouldn’t believe me if I told her the truth so I just went with “I didn’t feel good” excuse. Except I really didn’t feel well at all. My head felt like it was in hell and I’ve had nightmares ever since I had come in contact to that … thing. A month passed and I’ve been experiencing vomiting in the middle of the night. I finally went to the doctor and he told me I contracted a really rare disease called “lukisyma”. He said he has never seen it before and many people thought it was a myth. He said many voodoo worshipers believe it is the sickness of the void. Sickness from coming in contact with the spirits. I didn’t believe it. I couldn’t. I didn’t believe it until one night I saw the same man in my room when I was sleeping. His breathing crept into my ear as his eyes weren’t rolled back anymore . They were red. And I felt like puking more and more as I kept staring at him and hearing his breathing. He moved forward to me as I shut my eyes and his breathing got louder. I then woke up. In the hospital. My mom was crying and my dad shook his head . I noticed I could only see out of one eye. I felt over my other one and it was gone. Bandaged up. The doctor came in and said that my parents found me like this. There was no blood. Just my eye was missing. I told the doctor about the visions and my rare disease and the only thing he said was. “Don’t move. Don’t panic. We come with gifts. And joy. See no evil. The gift is a sickness that grants wishes”.

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Submitted April 17, 2019 at 08:33AM by SUSBOYYYYYYY

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