The Fourth Wall Breaks

5 - What is in a Name?

After making sure she had enough time Kisha pulled what she thought to be the most safe of the books she owned from her shelf. The books included: Babies Names, a dictionary, and The Very Hungry Caterpillar. Kisha wasn't exactly sure if she could enter non-story books like a dictionary or babies names, though the idea was interesting.

Carrying them to her room she locked the door behind her so that no one would see what happened and shut all the curtains.

By now Kisha had assumed that in order to get into a story she needed to open her book and place the book she wanted to enter on top while it too was open. She began with Babies Names. Golden light emanated from her book and her heart picked up as she soon found herself standing in a white expanse.

"You! Take Abella, Abigail, Abra and Acacia to the begining of the line!" And you! Take Xavier, Yannis and Yves to the end of the line! Move it people! Come On! We have a line to make!" A man wearing all white walked past her screaming and pointing at people that must be people behind her. "You!" He looked straight at Kisha. "Go find Zabrina and Zoe! Take them to the middle of the line!" Kisha stared at him. "Move it!" Kisha straightened her back suddenly and turned around.

Kisha's jaw dropped. "Oh, my, Gosh."

In front of Kisha were thousands of blue or pink cribs with wheels. Each displayed a name. Further in the distance she could see baby's appearing out of thin air and workers wearing grey sticking names to each of the new cribs after they had passed another man in white. Looking around she noticed that most the people in here were wearing grey and from where she stood she could only clearly see 3 people wearing white. "What exactly are you doing?" A dark deep voice spat at her in warning.

"Nothing I swear!" Kisha said as she turned and saw the guy in white from earlier. Her eyes widened in fear. This guy was really intimidating.

"Nothing, is exactly the problem!" He screamed at her.

"I'm sorry" Kisha said as she flinched backwards.

His voice dropped once again, "Where is Zabrina and Zoe?" As the words came out of his mouth they sounded more like a threat than anything else.

"I um... I... uh"

"Stop daydreaming and go find them!" The mans voice echoed around the whole area. Heads started lifting from their work as they all stared at Kisha.

"Yes, right away sir!" she said and ran off among the babies looking at the names of those she passed. "Zabrina, Zabrina and Zoe. Zabrinaaaa" Kisha muttered to herself.

She had almost gone through all the babies before she found them at last. They were side by side only 5 metres away from one of the others wearing white. In fact this man was the one she had seen earlier from the other side. She could tell because all the new appearing babies were still being brought to him. She could hear him as he looked over the sides of a crib "Valentine." His voice was a lot quieter than that of the man who had ordered her around. This man actually sounded like he loved and cared for the babies.

Kisha moved closer as the next was brought to him, "Aaron". Then twin girls were brought to him sleeping in the same crib, "Kyna and Kyra". Kisha could have listened to his voice all day. She was half falling in love with him as it was. Unexpectedly he looked up, "Kisha." He said. Kisha's legs gave way beneath her. He said my name! He moved forward to break her fall but was a little late and had to resign himself to pulling her back to her feet. "Are you okay?"

"I'm uh..." she was a little light headed but still managed to make out the word, "fine."

"You are the first grown person I have ever named." He smiled at her.

She looked up into his startling sky blue eyes. "Thank you! May I ask your name?"

He looked down at himself for a second with a very confused look on his face. "I do not have a name." He looked around at his grey clad helpers, "None of us do."

Oh, Kisha thought, well that's sad.

Kisha looked at her left wrist intending to look for the time forgetting she did not own a watch. What she did see was the golden bracelet. "Oh my goodness! I must have been here for hours!" She looked at the man in front of her. "I'm really sorry. I must go. Good luck with your baby naming." She ran off a little farther away from all the chaos into the white expanse.

The male dressed in white called out to her, "It was nice to meet you Kisha!" as she slammed the book in her hand against her wrist as hard as she could.

"Ow!" She exclaimed as she once again appeared in her house. She really hoped it wouldn't be like that every time.

"Honey are you okay?" Kisha jumped as her mother's voice came from the other side of the door.

"Yeah. I'm fine mum"

"Well I just wanted to tell you dinner was ready if you want to come down."

"It's alright mum. I've got some stuff to do." She said looking at the books in her lap.

"You need to eat."

"I will later. Night mum."

"Um... Night honey."

Kisha waited till she heard her mother's footsteps receding before she entered the next.

Once again she was greeted with the sight of a large white expanse. "Seriously?"

"Seriously? - a slang expressing disbelief in a sarcastic form" A female voice said from everywhere and nowhere all at once.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you? - a question asked to identify another." The voice said in it's textbook tone.

"Well, this is just great." Kisha said throwing her arms up in the air.

"This is just great - A sarcastic sentence with an intended interpretation that is the opposite to the sentence said."

"Ughh! You do realize you're really annoying!" Kisha yelled at the sky of white.

"Ughh! - an expression of frustration. Realize - to become fully aware or understand something clearly. You're - a combination of you and are. Really - a word that emphasizes the word after it. Annoying - causes irritation or annoyance."

"Can you at least tell me something interesting?" Kisha said stressing the interesting.

"Interesting - arousing curiosity or interest"

"Well, I'm just going to leave."

"Leave - to go away from."

Kisha looked at her wrist and all it's bruises beneath the bracelet and wished there was some other way to leave as she slammed the dictionary into her arm.