Sunday, December 13, 2015

Behind the Closed Door

Behind the Closed Door Writing Exercise



Little did I know that when I Stepped through the big wooden door in the banquet hall that I would be in a brand new world. Everything seemed different, but also so the same, Everything seemed a bit brighter here. 

The colors were brighter as if the sun had made them more beautiful. There didn’t seem to be any houses, but there was a bright sparkling path that looked like newly laid cement on a sunny day, and along the path were miles and miles of rolling hills covered in over sized brightly colored flowers. 

As I wondered at this beautiful world and smiled at its beauty and brightness, I suddenly heard the door shut behind me and then disappear leaving a vision of sky and grasses behind it. The weird thing is, I did not panic, I actually felt nothing but happiness and contentedness within this world, and didn’t have any need or want to leave.  

I left behind a world of darkness and broken buildings and death all around. There was nothing left behind me and all this beauty in front of me.  Instead of thinking of what I left behind, I started walking forward and exploring this wonderfully interesting and bright place and was excited to find my next adventure. 

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