Little Green Men
It all started on my fourteenth birthday. I usually opened my eyes slowly, letting them adjust gradually to the light that shone brightly through my half-opened window. It was slightly bothersome, having to adjust to the light every morning. I knew I could cut out this simple part of my daily routine. I would just have to close the curtains all the way. If only I had closed them all the way.
I woke up in the usual manor as my alarm clock screamed into my ear. Carefully, carefully, I opened my eyes. I expected to see the usual light reflecting off of my shiny disco-ball and onto the ceiling. I expected to see it dance and swirl as it usually had. I expected anything that could be described by the simple word "ordinary".
This morning was different. Instead of seeing the intriguing light I had grown accustomed to, I was greeted by green. Green light shone all over the posters of my favorite bands and video games. It sneaked into every crevice, danced along every surface. This light was very peculiar. It caused my eyes no pain as the old light had done. It didn't raise my stress or anxiety levels. It wasn't really all that amazing. It was just different.
Since this light caused me no pain, I was able to open my eyes much more quickly than I had expected to. I searched the room, scanning every bit of it with my brown eyes. Nothing seemed different. Nothing strange, nothing weird. It was just my ordinary room and the green light. The light didn't appear to have a source even. Everywhere I looked, the light was just as vibrant as it had been in the last place. I wondered if I had even woken up yet.
No, something was different. I could feel it. At first glance, it appeared nothing was strange except the green light. Now that I was searching again, I did find something wrong with this picture. Directly left to me, covering my tinted-glass window were the curtains I was used to seeing. If they had belonged to someone else, they might not even have noticed. Unfortunately, these curtains didn't belong to anyone else, they belonged to me. I looked to where the light was supposed to come through, but this morning it didn't. Where the curtains usually didn't block my window, they now hung directly over it.
It was strange, I was sure I hadn't closed them all the way. I never did. Why were they closed now? The first thing I thought of was a burglar. It would make enough sense. With the curtains closed they could maneuver around my room without any risk of being seen. Even if I had woken in the middle of the night, they could easily avoid my eyes without the slightest of efforts. Sure, they would have been gone by now. Most likely, the adrenaline from the crime would cause them to forget that they had even been the ones to close my curtains.
Quickly, I stood up. I first went over to my shelves and searched for any sign that something had been tampered with. Finding no differences from the night before, I ran over to my bed. As I got down on my hands and knees, I was interrupted by a faint buzzing noise. This wasn't your average buzz that you would hear from a common house fly. It was common for sudden outbreaks of flies in our little Missouri town. No, this was a unique buzz that I had never heard before. What if it hadn't been a burglar at all? What if it had been a serial killer, coming to rid the world of one more young boy? I shuddered at the thought of this. It was eerie enough with just the strange green light. I didn't need to fill my head with pessimistic ideas.
While I stood, shocked at the strange buzzing sound, the light suddenly intensified. What used to be a soothing green light and a relaxing change from the ordinary sunlight, now turned into a shockingly bright orange light. The light started to dance, growing brighter as it did. I searched the room, panicked, looking for the source of all this so that I could end it. Squinting, I examined the entire room looking for the source of the light. Even if there was one, I wouldn't be able to find it while looking into something so bright. There had to be another way to find where it was coming from. The buzz! That had to be the solution.
Unfortunately, I could no longer hear the buzzing. Where had I originally heard it? The bed! I quickly went back over to my bed and bent down onto my hands and knees. Sure enough, the buzzing returned. I lowered my head and the buzzing intensified. I followed it, slowly at first, but as I grew closer to the source, my pace increased. I grew nearer and nearer. The buzzing got louder. I knew I was getting close. Within moments, I would have revealed the source of the annoying buzz and light.
I had to stop suddenly. It wasn't really my choice, but after I had, my head wished I had sooner. I realized that in the pure adrenaline of finally finding the source of this all, I had hit my closet door. A loud bang was emitted into the room. As I shook off the pain, I noticed that the buzzing had stopped. The light was receding and returning my room to its natural state. I followed the lights path until it vanished under my closet doors.
Without a second thought, I forced the doors open. This was a very foolish idea. As I saw what was causing the glow and the buzz I almost wished it had been a serial killer. To my deepest surprise, I had stumbled upon the rarest of creatures. It was a small man, no more than half a foot tall. After this I immediately noticed his next unique trait. I'm not racist, but I noticed his strange skin color. He was completely green.
When the little man saw me, he took a scared step back. No, not scared, surprised. I gave him a twisted look which he must have thought was hostile. Out of the slimy skin on his hand, he made a gun materialize. Without hesitation, he fired it at me. At first, I felt nothing. It was only until a few seconds later that I started changing.
The first thing I noticed was my stomach. I thought maybe I was imagining things in the beginning, but after a few short seconds, I realized that it was growing. My button shirt stretched and then popped off of me. I then noticed my legs as they were getting thicker, pushing tightly against my jeans. I realized now what the gun had done. It was causing me to inflate!
After a few short, painful minutes, I was round. I caught a glance of myself in a mirror that hung on my wall and realized that I resembled a beach volleyball. I looked over to the green man who now held a different gun. He shot it at me and I instantly felt the effects. I was shrinking. I shrunk smaller and smaller. This wasn't painful but felt extremely strange. I was beginning to wonder how small I was actually going to shrink. I must have been in shock because it was only now that I felt truly afraid. Fortunately, I stopped shrinking at this time. I looked at my bed and realized that it towered over me. I looked back to the alien and he was now at least twice my size.
Without any warning, the alien formed a box in his hand. He opened it up to reveal rows of circles; circles exactly my size. I studied these while the alien came closer. Half of them had already been filled. It was then that I looked at the side of the strange box where I noticed a set of words. It took me a while before I realized what those words were and when it hit me, it was too late to do anything about it.
The words written on the box were, "Humancando".
Just as I cracked the secret behind what was going on, I was rolled into an empty hole in the box and the box was shut tightly around me. I could then hear the strange buzzing sound again. This must have been the part where I fainted. When I awoke, the only thing I saw was a sharp set of pointy green teeth. I realized what my fate was. This was the end of my tale.
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All comments are appreciated. This is a first draft. I will not be making any revisions as I would like to move on to new things.
I won't go over sentences that i think can be improved as you said you would not be editing this piece, a couple of general comments though:
