MY Universe

A 'Lion'

The lion jumped and landed over top of you. Standing and glaring down at your face. You shook and crawl back on your bed, slamming into the back of the bed frame. You'd hold your back and stare at the lion. Multiple ways this could go played out in your head. Mainly ways for the lion to kill you.

You liked the one were the lion just sat down and snuggled into your chest. That seemed comforting. The lion sat down and placed it's forehead to yours. You'd gently push the lion back, it would growl and bump foreheads with yours. 

You'd smile, then blink. Blink. Nothing had happened, still the lion was there. Blink. The silence was disturbing, as if something was supposed to happen. Blink. You'd open your eyes and a weird aura surrounded the two of you. Blink.

You were now transported into a weird world you knew nothing of. The weird experience was as shocking as it was exciting. You jumped up from the soft grassy ground and looked around in astonishment. The nonexistent air surrounded you and your thoughts. And you felt breezes blow sat your tuffs of hair.

Everything was pink, it was exciting. You tripped on a pink rock. You'd dig at the pinkish brown dirt that sat still under you. Am I really inside of a lion? Was the only thought that seemed to wiggle it's way into your mind. It was a bit frightening as you began to ponder it. 

What was the dirt? What was the grass? Where were you? What area if the lion had you been transported to? All the new questions were like a mob of angered people running and smacking at you with sticks. It was painful to think of so much.

You fell downward and did a flip in the dirt. Being thrown by the force of the fall into the back of your bed frame. And with a loud thud you feel off of it too. The sound of the fall alarmed many, and the sounds of doors 'slish' ing open was as quiet as it got. The tramps of feet as they ran towards you and the voices that faded as your eyes shut.

Everything was great. It was pink and bright and soft and comforting. But now, everything was black and cold and hard.

{Short. A 'Lion' End}