Story 5: The great ballerina-Chapter five: What in the world.....?

Diana woke up very early. She peered at her clock. It said in great, big digital numbers 6:32. She usually woke up at seven, but the light was streaming into the room and landed on Diana's bedside table. I sure woke up early, Diana thought, or maybe it's the other way around. Diana got out of bed and tiptoed into the hallway and looked at the huge clock that hung on the wall. It wasn't anything like the clock on her bedside table. Her bedside clock was small and red, while the Hallway clock was big and black. It had a gold rim and looked very heavy. What kind of numerals are those? I know Ms. Lulluna said they were some kind of numerals. She said they all looked like letters and that just one of those could even mean a thousand-that's weird. I wish our numerals were like that. It would be much easier to do our math class, then, Diana thought. She thought and thought about those numerals. Then she finally remembered."They're Roman numerals!"Diana said. Her voice was quiet, but it sounded like a scream to her. This is so weird! I know that weird things have been happening a lot lately, but this is completely crazy, Diana thought. She was worried and confused when she saw that the Hallway clock had Arabic numerals now and it was half the size it always was. Diana was worried. What in the world.....? The clock suddenly changed into a tiny digital clock, like the one on Diana's bed. This is not happening, this is not happening, this is not happening, Diana chanted in her head. She pinched herself."OW!"Diana whispered, as she looked at her nails."I have to trim my nails. They are so sharp!"she mumbled to herself. She was definitely not dreaming-and definitely not hurt. She looked at her nails again. They were covered in blood. There was no blood where she pinched herself. What in the world.....? she thought again. She was terrified. She looked down the Hallway and saw a dead rat covered in blood, and a cat that had blood all over its paws, getting ready to pounce. Diana screamed. She had never seen such a terrifying scene before. The cat pounced and gobbled up the rat and walked away, paws spattered in blood. Diana screamed again. What's happening? She turned around to see the cat was running down the Hallway, claws glinting in the light, aiming for Diana as her next meal.