When I was young, I found a nice red present box under my bed. It was my birthday. Perhaps my mom or dad put it there. Or an angel. Or a fairy. I opened it excitingly. There was a sleeping black snack inside it. What a perfect combination, black in red. I put them back without closed it.
A couple years later, at midnight, I was awakened from my sleep. My body shacked, I fell from a cloud in my dream. Automatically, I walked to my bathroom. But there was something weird about my closet. My direction change suddenly, I heard a snore from it. I opened my crimson closed slowly. A big dark wolf sleep inside it. Charming, cool, and stopped my heart for a while. It had a beautiful an exotic fur. I touched and kissed it, then walked away. Left the closet unclosed.
In the early of my teenage, I bathed into my dream world. I stepped in an elegant black floor that dumped in a empty space. Is there ever really an empty space? I don’t know, but that was all that my visual got. I tried hard to break the floor, until it led me into another stage of floor. There was a huge male lion. Charming. It slept besides a baby crocodile. I kissed both of them. They warmed me up. I ain’t alone no more. I left my dream world without repairing the floor.
Yesterday, they hunted me. With their red eyes. The snake came and venomed me till I went blind. The crocodile ate my legs. The wolf ate my brain. The lion ate my heart. But my hands still alive to touch them, and my lips still love to kiss them.
I may never end my problem, but that’s what makes me alive. I may let all the puzzle left undone, but I love to see the chaos of the maze.
A couple years later, at midnight, I was awakened from my sleep. My body shacked, I fell from a cloud in my dream. Automatically, I walked to my bathroom. But there was something weird about my closet. My direction change suddenly, I heard a snore from it. I opened my crimson closed slowly. A big dark wolf sleep inside it. Charming, cool, and stopped my heart for a while. It had a beautiful an exotic fur. I touched and kissed it, then walked away. Left the closet unclosed.
In the early of my teenage, I bathed into my dream world. I stepped in an elegant black floor that dumped in a empty space. Is there ever really an empty space? I don’t know, but that was all that my visual got. I tried hard to break the floor, until it led me into another stage of floor. There was a huge male lion. Charming. It slept besides a baby crocodile. I kissed both of them. They warmed me up. I ain’t alone no more. I left my dream world without repairing the floor.
Yesterday, they hunted me. With their red eyes. The snake came and venomed me till I went blind. The crocodile ate my legs. The wolf ate my brain. The lion ate my heart. But my hands still alive to touch them, and my lips still love to kiss them.
I may never end my problem, but that’s what makes me alive. I may let all the puzzle left undone, but I love to see the chaos of the maze.
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