Behind Closed Doors

Zammm....

Love...

What a strange thing. It could build you up and tare you down in a matter of seconds. One minute your on cloud 9 where frickin' unicorns are pooping out butterflies and drinking from rainbow waterfalls, when suddenly you drop 10 billion stories onto to the cold, hard wasteland otherwise known as reality. Harsh, I know. But it's the truth. At least, that's what everyone around here believes.

See, here in West Virginia-and everywhere else as far as I know- love does not exist. It used to, believe me it did, but it doesn't any more. It caused so much pain and destruction that it had to be stopped. So it was stopped. Instead of choosing who to marry the choice was made for you. Plus with the help of the trusty chip implanted into your brain at age 18, you didn't have to worry about the pain that you might feel if you were to have some feeling of love towards a person before the chip was put in. It also stops any feeling of love that might develop after. At least, that's what the professionals say.

These were the thoughts that consumed my mind as I trekked through the snow on my way home from work. I stopped for the fifth time, trying to catch my breath. Daannng. It was starting to snow harder and I was already freezing from my ten minute journey. Not only that, but I happened to step in a big slush puddle a few minutes before and I could already feel my toes freezing over. I was shivering like crazy and I wanted to take a break, but curfew was in 10 minutes. It already took me 10 minutes to get halfway home and if it continued to snow at this rate I might as well turn into Frosty the Frickin' Snowman. You're probably wondering why I'm not in a car, or any vehicle for that matter. Well, truth be told there is none. Years ago it was decided that all a matters of transportation- with the exception of trains - were to be banned. The cost of maintenance and gas was too high, and we would just be polluting the air more than it already was. It was easier to get rid of it all.

I was about to continue on my way when I spotted a black curled up thing on the other side of the road. The snow made everything fuzzy, so I couldn't decipher what it was. Now, just so you know in advance, I am not the sharpest knife in the... Place where you keep the knives. So, when I heard the saying "Curiosity killed the cat," I'm sure it applied to me in every situation. Ignoring the little voice in my head screaming "KEEP WALKING!!!" I began to cross the street. Though I know that I was bound to miss curfew for doing this, my curiosity dragged me further.

When I finally got closer the black curled up thing, I still couldn't make out what it was. What the actual fluff? Still hyped up on curiosity I decided to bend down and poke it. Right when my finger made contact the thing jerked, causing me to topple over. Stunned, I lay there in the snow. I slowly sat up, only to see that the thing had changed positions. Looking closer I could finally see what it was. Or, who he was. And at that moment- though completely inappropriate under the circumstances - all I could think was: Zammm....

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Hey my little rosebuds! So after finally finishing the first chapter, I decided that it was too much like a book I had read before (AKA: the Delirium Series). So I erased most of it and started fresh. I'm sorry if you had already read it and liked it before I changed it, but I swear I will try hard to not disappoint. The plot won't be too different, don't worry! Love you all and thanks once again!

~ Thebookofroses_