short stories with tragic endings

Intro 2

The sky itself made up the walls, a blue so perfect that it seems to go on forever. A sand color carpet gave a whole new feeling to three-dimensional space - this room was no room, but rather an entirely separate world. Model fighter-jets and older WWII airplanes sit rested on runways floating on the walls of the sky. They hover just above the headboard of the bed, which was a tall headboard, arching from one end of the bed to the other, and smelt like a pine tree. Across the sandy floor from the bed sits a tall three-disc CD player. A spider web of wires branched out from the CD player, wrapping themselves around the entire room, and ending at randomly placed speakers hidden through the room. An entire world was built by a kid, and forever will it stay a separate world; at least in memory.