Your reaction will be: what the hell?

It was a beautiful bright Sunday morning as I got out my bed little by little, to the sound of the small birds singing out by my balcony. It was the last day of the weekend and I just couldn't waste my time. So, what was not wasting any second of my time? Immediately, I thought to myself, using my laptop. I sat down at the chair positioned in front of my desk and pressed the power button of this extraordinary machine with the tip of my fingers and gave out a yawn. I started thinking about what I was going to search up on the internet today; I've already watched the latest America's Next Top Model's episode and I kind of felt like playing a game. So then and there, the idea hit me: the scary maze game. I've heard all about it but I never had a chance to try it. I clicked the google chrome icon on my desktop and typed in the search box rapidly 'scary maze game'. Next thing i realize, as my mind was still running slow from the early morning, my eyes were fixed at the black screen with my hands controlling the mouse with care. My concentration was astounding as my mouse was sweeping through the electronic maze and I finally was able to reach the last level. My hands were sweating as I slowly cruised through the thin route which would bring me to the end of the game. Millimeters away, I could feel the anticipation growing on my fingertips and suddenly the most horrifying image flashed across my face as I sprung to the corner of my bed trying to hide from the image of this disgusting creature. The image was still burning in my head. This wasn't very funny, I thought. This creature had a faint ressemblance to a young girl. Her develish eyes were a piercing green color with an expression of hunger to kill. Her long brown hair was tangled like the roots of a dead tree which covered parts of her horrible face. Despite the coverage, I saw her deep wounds still fresh with blood melting as if she just got devoured by a demon himself. As i opened my eyes, trying to escape from my bed, I noticed blood stains on the floor and the screen of computer broken into glass. What was happening? I thought, frightened to death. And there, at my door, this dark figure appeared...she was here.




I know this is a very bad story. I'm really bad at descriptive/narrative.