Morning turns to day, day turns to night, night turns to dawn and dawn turns to morning. This lingered throughout his mind constantly opening his box of curiosity. Believing that his life would never change. As timepassed through the site of his 'bedroom window' orange turns to blue, blue turns to black, black turns to red and red turns to orange. The only diverse light that escapes through the window shadowed by split pieces of wooden panels. Lines project onto the walls giving limited exposure. Zooming on the projected lines images dance from his imagination, prancing all over the dimly lit territory. On rainbow roads that lead to a dark dreary path, light explodes as a door is kicked open images from his imagination deteriorating in front of him. Footsteps echo around him as a dark figure emerges from the recently opened door. He scurries back hitting the wall terrified of what will happen. Blackness suffocates his vision until he finally let his breathe decrease and fall into the wonderful world of sleep.
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FanfictionIdk just gonna wing it for what i feel like that day If you don't like or owt just say and i will add stuff in that's more your type might need inspiration from anyone so feel free to leave comments
