The Emergency Alert Suicide

Yesterday was not a good day.
I went to the dentist. Turns out I had 3 cavities. I also had a pounding headache, stomachache, and back pain.
Finally, I wasn’t able to fall asleep. This usually doesn’t happen much. I tried some things that usually help me go to sleep. I drank 3 glasses of warm milk, ate 10 slices of cold turkey, and put a pillow between my legs. Nothing was working. As a last resort, I turned the channel to Nick Jr, and turned up the sound on my TV. That worked! Now I was finally ready to get some sleep…
BEEEEEEEEP!
I sprang up. I grabbed my glasses and cocked my head to my TV. The Emergency Alert System was on my tv. It was LOUD. I turned the volume slightly down and looked at the alarm clock.
4:43 AM. I only got 3 hours of sleep, due to, what I thought, Spectrum deciding that quarter of 5 in the morning was the best time to air the EAS test. 
It was not spectrum doing it. It did not say that my cable provider was doing a test, nor did it even say when and where the test will broadcast. All it said was, “This is an Emergency Broadcast Alert. Stick around for more details.” I wondered why it said that. 
The beeps were much more eerie, they were slightly lower pitched and shrill. They were longer and repeated more times than normal. I grabbed my stuffed monkeys, Bebe and Booboo, and squeezed them tight as I switched on the lamp next to my bed. I looked at the clock.
4:46 AM!? These terrifying tones have been going on for 3 whole minutes!? Then, the tones stopped. The episode of blues clues that was on froze. The worst was yet to come. 
The screen jump cut to a dark gray screen. In white text read, “For more information, please turn to channel 1851.” What a mistake I made.
Me, just wanting to get this over with, turned to said channel. The whole screen was black, save for white text reading, “Emergency Details Channel,” or something like that. The screen cut to a test card, with the colored bars. It was silent. It then made a final jump cut, to something that would even strike fear into my dad, who rarely gets scared.
It showed a girl starting to hang herself. The quality was blurry, but it soon started to come into focus. The girl looked familiar. She looked my childhood friend, Gabby. I’m not sure if that was truly her, because I haven’t seen her in years. She was in her room, tying a rope around her neck while standing on a chair. This was creepy, considering it seemed like my best friend from when I was 6 was committing suicide.
When the girl was done tying the rope, she kicked the chair under her, and started making choking sounds. 
Wanna know why I didn’t change the channel at that point? I’ll tell you why. You ever get that feeling when you’re so scared that you can’t do anything but stand still and watch? That’s how I was feeling at that point.
After a minute, the girl lost consciousness. The screen turned black. There was text that read, “Heaven will not exist if your life is living Hell.” The fact that the 3 last beeps in the eas didn’t make any less creepy.
The screen jump cut to the color bars. I screamed, LOUD. I might be a 16 year old boy with a quiet, low voice, but if I’m scared enough, I can scream loud and high pitched. 
I ran out of my room with Bebe and Booboo, and into the bathroom. Everyone ran to me to see what was wrong, including my grandma, who was in her late 80s.
My little sister laughed at me. She chuckled, “Hehehe, he screamed like a baby!!! Scaredy-cat!!”
“Zip it, you brat,” I told her. She quickly shut her mouth.
“Cut it out you two,” my mom said to us both. “Now why are you screaming this early in the morning?”
I told everyone the story of how I woke up to the EAS going off, how it instructed me to change it to a specific channel, and watching in horror as I watched who appeared to be my childhood friend commit suicide. They didn’t believe me.
My dad said, “You must’ve been dreaming.”
I sure as hell wasn’t dreaming. I brought my parents into my room to prove it. But, my TV was on Nick Jr.
My little sister said, “Ew, you watch Nick Jr? You baby.”
I gave that little brat a death stare she’ll never forget. My parents still thought I was dreaming. Everyone except grandma walked off.
Grandma said, “That must’ve been a terrible dream. Wanna sleep in my room?”
I accepted the offer. I grabbed a sleeping bag, and laid on Grandma’s floor. I felt better with someone to sleep with....
I woke up that morning. I looked at my phone. 10:30 AM. I got a good sleep, considering what happened just earlier that morning.
I walked down the hall and into the kitchen, where Grandma was making brownies. Mom and dad were at work, and my little sister was watching Spongebob on the DVR. Everything seemed normal.
That was, until I saw I got a text message, I knew from the badge icon. The reason I hadn’t seen the text beforehand was because I keep my phone in an alarm clock app while turned on. I imagined it was from AT&T telling me my family’s storage plan is full or something. I decided to check.
I opened the text message app, and looked at the number. It was a random number, and I got the message 7 hours ago. When I tapped on the number, I read the text. It said,
“Heaven will not exist if your life is living hell.”
Category:TV
Category:EAS
Category:Death