Paranoid

GrassAttack
2003-03-12 07:10:40 (UTC)

fuck you one day a teen aged..

fuck you

one day a teen aged girl came upon a door. Being the cat
she otfen was, she opened the door. and then she was no
more.

no more in the world of breath and death and all that is.
no, she had entered the wold of life. of color. and she
fucking hated it. but when she turned around, the door had
gone. where is the door?the door, the door? but no, it had
deffinately gone.

i am in a prison now. the colors swirling and twirling all
around her. she fought the warmth, the false love. she knew
of this world, where things are forever changing. the only
thing you could count on here was that there would always
be change.

i will fight this. i will survive. so she survived. for
days she survived. and it was easy. everything was easy.
she hated survivng.

so i shall die. death shall be my answer. and she went on,
trying desperatly to die. oh how she seeked her escape from
this awful world of life and color. but death was to hard.

how can i die here? where everything is lovely and good?
she couldnt die there. so she went on, just being. just
like before. days, years, lifetimes passed. and she still
was.

and then the day came. she was revisited by the door. the
glorious brown door, made of shining oak, and with a knob
so golden it glowed. the door.

she walked up to it. i walked up to it. we, rusted with
the knowledge of color and life and the hate, we touched
the knob. our escape. her escape.

and then, with the sudden realization that, oh god, the
door is fading!, she turned the knob. the door was yanked
open.

and i stepped into....






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