It was all a dream?The flash back into consciousness was loud and abrupt. Flinging myself upright, I felt a sharp pain in my neck. I rubbed the pained area softly to ease the shock. Swiftly rising out of my sheets, I head off to the restroom to get a drink of water. I twist the knob on the faucet and water shoots out. As the water dashed out of the steel pipe into the sink, I gather the thoughts of my last dream. "Pawn…pawn…and I'm losing in her game…" the water continues to run for about a minute or so, until I break out of my thoughts. Shaking my head to wake up my eye
The PawnAfter a hectic day of scares and screams, I can finally drift into the relaxing sensation of sleep. The subtle subconscious dreams pass me by within a few seconds each other. After the 5 second dreams of walking in hallways, or eating the green hotdog for lunch on Thursday, I end up in a dark room. A whispered call shivers up my spine. I turn to see who spoke my name. It was from the little girl who haunts my dreams, sitting at alone at an empty table in the distance. I walk closer to her cautiously, curious and allured by that smug look of "knowing something I don't". As her image comes more into view, so does a chess game as though i
My SkinDo not judge us by the skin we carry.It is merely an outer coating of one's true self.Our current skin is always shedding, little by little.The fads of today create the want of difference, causing our skin to change.While the cocoon, which surrounds the unchanged underbelly, absorbs the pollution of the mind.We manage to keep our true self's clean, and pure.Look past the first layer, for something beautiful is waiting underneath.
Postman Vs Grand PotatoOne day there was a Postman, delivering his mail on the usual route.And then he ran into a tree.The tree cried and got cancer, only to be used as firewood by the Postman, who got lost in the woods for some reason.The tree council had gotten furious from this furious murder, so some of their tree minions came to kill him.The Postman did matrix and 'keeled up 'dem tree minions - and used post as ninja' throwing stars, he used the newly claimed fire wood for a coupon for potatoes.The tree council had no idea what to do, for they were their best warriors. Hearing that the postman bought some potatoes, they in turned contacted the grand
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