Five Days by Amber Faulk a.k.a Ittasteslikepink (lightweight ebook reader .TXT) 📖

May 11, 1999 – 12noon Tuesday

Okay lets set the record straight I am not crazy as crazy as that may sound it’s true .Last
night while I was feeding my dog Cook I heard something, something that didn’t sound human,
but more robotic or mechanical than anything else say “Get ready, five days”In five days,
I’ll be 16 in five days I’ll be driving my own car in five days I’ll be dead? I wish I knew
what was going to happen May 16. I wish I knew why I couldn’t get those four words out of my
head that voice so creepy so weird. I made a new friend today his name is Donny he says he can help me, I don’t understand how. He says if I do what he says everything will be okay. You may think I am a complete lunatic after I say this, but Donnie is not a person he is another voice. I’m not sure about this and I’m pretty sure I am not crazy am I? That’s for you to decide.

May 11, 1999- 8p.m Tuesday

I just fed Cook I didn’t hear the voice again maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. Maybe I’m just worried about the responsibility I will be taking on with having my license and all. Yeah that’s it, I’m just going to go with that one. I better get by to my English homework, I had to get this off my mind. It didn’t help any. I’m going to bed I’m too tried to fool with anymore reading. Maybe I’ll be able to sleep tonight.


May 12, 1999- 5a.m Wednesday

I heard it again it said get ready only four more days left. I can’t go back to sleep. I had a dream that the world ended flames engulfed everything. Nobody, nothing had a chance of survival, except for Donnie I couldn’t see him, even if I could I wouldn’t know what he looks like. I could hear him though. H e said to do what he says to survive. I still don’t know what he means and he hasn’t told me to do anything yet.


May 12, 1999—9:33a.m Wednesday

I’m in my calculus class and Donnie told me to do something. I don’t know if I should, I could get suspended. He told me to set off the fire alarm.
“Do it no” he says what’s the worst that could happen? You die”
I don’t want to get suspended I say in my head
“You would rather die than get suspended” Donnie says sounding worried “if you don’t do this you will die” I walk to the front of the class and ask the teacher if I can go to the restroom
She says “yes”
Donnie says “if you don’t hurry up it’ll be too late” In the hallway, I locate the fire alarm located across from the bathroom. I grasp the lever and slowly pull it down. The alarm is mind shattering and the sprinklers go off. I rush into the bathroom before the halls fill with hundreds of teenagers. Thank god this school is too cheap to install cameras. I turn back around and walk back into the hall about 2 minutes later. The only people in the hallway were the principal and a few others.
“What’s going on” I ask him
“Somebody set the fire alarm off again” he says with frustration in his voice “Do you have any idea who did it?”
“No sir I was in the restroom, here’s my hall pass” I say holding up a piece of paper.
He says “okay I believe you.”
“Who set off the alarm?” the Electronics teacher asks in a panicked but calm voice. Oh god I’m screwed I’m going to have to come clean.
“There was a fire in the electronics department” she says “whoever set it off saved the department from burning down and possibly the school.”
“Don’t say anything” Donnie says “and stop being so paranoid.
“Okay” I say
“What?” the principle asks
“So what do we do now?” I ask
“Good cover” Donnie says in a sarcastic tone
“Well school is canceled for the rest of the day” he says “you can call your parents to come pick you up, while I go outside and tell the faculty and students it will be okay to come back in to grab their stuff and go.”
I quickly say “ I can walk

May 12, 1999- 3:45p.m Wednesday

I’m home now my parents won’t be home until 9 or 10. Just like almost every other day home alone and nothing to do. I would go outside, but it started pouring rain when I got here.
“I told you if you do what I say you will survive” Donnie says “
How did you know about the fire?” I ask
He says “I know everything, everybody dies but it’s not your time or anybody that was in that school”
“Yeah but how do you know” I ask
“I don’t know I just know” he says “you ask too many questions.”
“I’m sorry I’m very observant” I say
“I know” Donnie says with a small laugh. The laugh was more like a nervous laugh, like when you have to make a presentation or something.

May 13, 1999- 6a.m Thursday

I heard that voice again it said three more days to go or everyone and everything dies. There’s no school today it’s being cleaned due to flooding from yesterdays “incident”. They couldn’t shut off the sprinklers for some odd reason. The pipes were most likely rusted or something, maybe they’ll replace them. I woke up in a strange place on a dirt road next to a cliff. I haven’t slept walked since I was about 5 or 6. I thought it was just a phase, guess not. I didn’t dream all I remember is blackness for those hours. What’s going on, what’s happening to me? Am I going crazy I’m starting to think so.
May 13, 1999- 11:18p.m
Donnie told me to be careful whom I get close to.
“What do you mean?” I ask
“Have you told anyone about me?” he asks
“Of course not they would think I was a lunatic and lock me up in a mental institution” I say rambling
“Good then don’t” he says
“Okay” I say.
Then he says “get ready it’s almost here”
“You’re the one who has been telling me that” I say shocked I hadn’t figured it out.
“Yes be careful, everything depends on you” he pleads. Then nothing my mind blank his words ringing in my ears, but his thoughts gone.
May 13, 1999- 10p.m Thursday
I don’t think Donnie is gone, he can’t be gone. I think he wants or needs me to figure this out on my own. I can’t decide which one.

May 14, 1999- 7a.m

School today I don’t really feel like going, but I have too I can’t afford missing anymore classes, I’m barely making it by in a few of my classes. 10 more days and it’ll be the end of this school year. The voice haunts me still, it wasn’t creepy, or even weird this time it said two more days get ready. It was like it was pleading, but for what. How can I get ready for something if I don’t know what it is.
May 14, 1999- 12noon Friday
There is a new kid in school Corey, she is kind of a rebel. Most of my friends are like her, but there is something different about her. Something tells me to stay away from her. Is this what Donnie was trying to tell me?

May 14, 1999- 2p.m Friday

She is in my English class. The English teacher assigned a project due the last day of school. We don’t have to make presentation or anything like that, which I am relieved because I hate speaking in front of people. She says this is to help students bring up their grades. She also believes if we have partners we may do better for some reason or another. Guess who my partner is. If you said Corey you have won the prize of slapping me in the face over and over again. The voice is back
Donnie says “it’s okay just don’t say anything about me, she knows me we were best friends before I died”
“You’re dead?” I ask
“Not yet” he says “do what I say and we’ll both be okay hopefully.”

May 14, 1999- 5p.m Friday

Corey should be here in a few minutes to get started on our project. We have to write a book report on the Philosophy of Time Travel, but luckily I have already read it. The report has to be two pages and we made a deal I do half and she does half. I’m done with my part because I started right when I got home.