Morality Dreams
A strong, shimmering light with a bit of darkness
appears through the slit opening of the door.
A knot builds up through my stomach; curious
about whats on the other side. Will I stay outside
or will I talk the risk of going inside? Voices suddenly
flow in the air as they vibrate in my head like a
constant alarm. The voices grow louder and
louder.
Something's telling me just not to go
through that door. My fingers begin to tremble as I
touch the door knob and slowly tiptoe inside. There
aren't any car's parked outside and all the lights are
off inside except for the shade of light in the back of
the room that grasped my full attention.
The closer I walked to the light the darkness faded
away, while the light grew brighter. Brighter. Brighter
"I told you not to go." someone whispers. The light then
grew much more brighter that my eyes screeched up.
The heat rushed up my legs and slowly creep
up my neck like a snake.
I screamed and ached in pain as the extreme feeling of guilt built inside.
My body began to shake continiously as tears flushed my eyes and I
prayed for the pain to die away quickly.
Watching everything turn into ashes, the pain
slowly died down as cold air released itself
throughout the room. A different room.
My body lied on the floor next to my queen size
bed. "See why I told you not to go." The voice
whispered.