Twisted Reality

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic
Walking into the hallway of many doors, I stopped short of a small yellow twisted one. It had 3 eyes. One to tell the time, one to make the bread, and one to answer the received.
With my teddy bear blanket and sword, I whispered the password. With a click, I walked inside the dark dusty part of what was left in my life. Looking around I seen cobwebs, dirt, and broken things.

Submitted: July 10, 2017

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Walking into the hallway of many doors, I stopped short of a small yellow twisted one. It had 3 eyes. One to tell the time, one to make the bread, and one to answer the received.
With my teddy bear blanket and sword, I whispered the password. With a click, I walked inside the dark dusty part of what was left in my life. Looking around I seen cobwebs, dirt, and broken things.
An old toy sat on the table, a lamp from a time long ago seemed bald without it's top-hat. it was dark. somewhat cold. TV static from the old box next to the bed seemed distant. Nothing but a hollow room of despair. A purple race track laid waste in pieces as i wondered what happened to the real reality of my life.
Looking far into the room, I could see a ribbon. Blue and faint, It was  sitting by a sewing machine. It gave the room some premise.
Pulling my blanket closer over my eyes, I walked to a tiny door at the back. It was red, and felt dirty... It was dark and haunting. This door rejected me. It recognized an unclean nature about me. A distant hatred from past, present, and future.
Why is it hard to crave this door...? Why is it hard to accept reality? The reality given by everyone who talks, breaths, and sees? Locked in a bare broken room of nothing but the dead things that only destroy the lives of others... How did i get in this room?

With my teddy bear blanket, i jumped on the knob and pulled sooooo slowly that the door creeeeeked open.
With all the fight left in me, I jumped through the door swatting my sword at the unknown possibilities. Eyes closed, I swore every cuss-word in the book.
As I slowly opened my ears, I heard the hum of a bee. In fright i opened my eyes and seen a whole new world. A whole new world of color. Through my shock, I tumbled down the green hill. "Hello butterfly." I said as I rolled along. It was bliss. It was where I always wanted to be..... Free..... Now.....
What next within this reality?


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