Once Upon a Dream : IntroductionA Chapter by iNSOMniAC
My heart felt like it was about to thrust itself out of my chest. It fluttered like bat, and as the moments slowly passed by, it got quicker - harder. My head was spinning. Of course, I had fallen in again. I couldn't help it.
Though my past had come back and haunted me in my dreams ever since I've been locked up in this cellar, my mind was the only place where I felt safe anymore. My husband was dead. My family was missing. I was practically going unhinged over my grievances. On top of all of that, I was accused for committing a crime in which I had nothing to do with. Compared to this, insanity seemed like a paradise. A made-up fairy tale that people from reality had made just so the children had something to look forwards to. Ah, how it was to be a child! Not a care in the world. No responsibilities, no taxes, no losses... and even more important, a bigger sense of imagination and creativity. What happened to us? We were once brilliant beings as children, always viewing the world in ways that no one has ever seen. As we grow older and "wiser", the world we see becomes bland and simple. We trade in our true intelligence for the fake stuff. I see it pitiful. We're the only things that keep this planet moving. All of our creations, our ideas, our history - it makes Earth the way it is, and it's beautiful! Full of such excitement! Where have our imaginations gone? Can we no longer become so inspired to make a change that we go mad? Is the human-race losing their true purpose?
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2 Reviews Added on December 12, 2014 Last Updated on December 13, 2014 Tags: Once, Upon, a, Dream, Once Upon a Dream, The, Pain, Bearer, TPB, The Pain, The Pain Bearer, The Bearer, Introduction AuthoriNSOMniACWatching my rear-view mirror, and what it is reflecting: it's an image that's broken.AboutI hope you don't mind if I start over. ------------------------------------------------------ "That night, the ocean rippled in the sky, tapping on the glass that kept it away from its true pl.. more..Writing
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