My Universe

A Story by HidingGirl

I live in a tiny cell, that by a mere ilusion, it looks like a giant universe.

If I step outside this cell, I see this stupid realistic world that I do not want to know. I do not want to have the knowledge of such a terrifying space. So, I stay inside, and I daydream. I dream of friendly aliens, monsters that I can battle with,... I dream about the day when I will be the hero.

But, there was that day, destined to happen.

And you entered my world, my little, really tiny cell. I wanted YOU to stay outside. I made this universe for me, so that I could forget how afraid I am from everything, from doing anything, from YOU. But just like that, even on my tiny cell I'm not free anymore, because now you have the supid right of being there whenever you want to. I'm embarassed and ashamed because you tell me I'm not normal, that everything bad that happens is my fault and even if the blame isn't mine, you will make me cry. But you're on my tiny cell, so I hold on to my lonely time to cry.

YOU have stolen my freedom, my pen and my paper. But one thing, that you can never take away from me because it grows even stronger the time that I see YOU, will always be attached to me, and that is my imagination, my words.

These, are powerful enough for me to forget the pain and help me enter my lovely and daring universe of worlds that I care for and look for.

Now, I'm looking for the emerald necklace of pride with my friends, Lola(my BFF) and Mimi(the talking cat).

© 2014 HidingGirl

Author's Note

Please, enjoy and tell me if you relate to this in any way.

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David L. Mock

I can relate to the thesis of your story, but the mechanics, and thought organization could use a little thought. The ending was meant for private individuals? It was a little confusing. check out my story please.