part 4

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I had processed what had happened,
i'm still unsure.  I stared at my shelf and saw the big blue blob, just lying there.

that man must've been an angel, or something of the sort. I rushed to the lookout, trying to see if I can still spot him, but he was gone.
like he had vanished or just sunken into the earth.

and for some odd reason, I don't think that will be the last time I see him, maybe not in that form at least.

even though he was here, I feel like he was a hologram, I feel as if he wasn't even here, an allusion or a ghost.

I look around the room. On the floor specifically, Just to see if that man had dropped anything else.
he hadn't dropped anything else, but he had left the trap door open...

I can't open the trap door, I don't have the thumbs for it.  but now that it's open...

N-NO! I CANT! dada and papa would be mad.. i dont wanna make them mad...
but...still..
I feel as if it's pulling me, like some voice somewhere is telling me to go. But what if it's scary out there. Or I get hurt.?
and I don't want to disobey my parents!

...

almost like a reflex, I walk towards the trap door. I couldn't control it it happened automatically..!
... I know that if I keep on lying to myself it won't make it true..

I climb down the ladder, it was very wobbly I almost lost my footing dozens of times, i've been down on the bottom floor once before, I barely remember it but I think I was in a boat with my pet chicken.

I saw that the latter continue down, implying that there was another floor below this.

I open the bottom trap door with a pickax I found in a item frame down here.
I climb down the ladder and I immediately know which chest to go to, as if I've done this thousands of times before.

I open the chest furthest to the right
I grab some bread, leather armor with a golden helmet, and a spare iron sword. Much better than my wooden one. I climb back up the ladder, say goodbye to my home, and I leave.

i open the oak door, The smell of trees comes off of it staining my hand. The old golden handle rubs off onto my sleeve.

as far as I can remember I've never been to the outside, it was like a fairytale. as my feet touch the grass feels like something I would never of imagined. The sun's rays gleam on my face, and i close my eyes..

This is nerve racking, I know so little..
I listen to my gut, and I turn around to open the door and go back to my small wooden bedroom. The door wouldn't open..!

i wasnt able to open it! and to make matters worst, the sky started to leak..!
It sounded funny bouncing off my helmet.
i saw this happen from my lookout but, never in reality!
I want to feel it, i took off my helmet,

OUCH!
IT STINGS!

I started to pound on the door,
but i realized that i was the only one who was in the house..
OUCH!

i have to find shelter,
i put my helmet back on, and i wander..

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