The Place of Doomed

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Yesterday was a day like no other days I’ve ever lived before. It started off with my father, who was dressed as a whore. And I might aswell say it, he would make a fine lady. But he made love to a man, which I thought was a little bit shady.

    I walked out to my garden, and guess what I found there? A middelaged lady, floating in the air!

    “What are you doing up there? Flying around isn’t very civilized!” She flew down, looking at me suprised.

    “I’m a plastic bag, can’t you see? I can fly wherever I want to be!” She flew away, as the plastic bag she was, breaking all the fysical laws.

    Then the wind suddenly began to blow, leading her towards a purple rainbow. I followed this rainbow in only one shade, just to find a man with his beard in a braid.

    I looked at this man, and greeting him “Hello.” He shushed me, and said “There’s something you have to know!”

     “You are who you are, and not who you want to be. But when you want to be you, you’re you, you see?” The hobo looked at me with his clear green eyes. “Remeber, would a homeless ever tell lies? When you have nothing and nothing to lose, why bother not to be telling the truth?”

    I told him “Thank you.” and “Have a good day!”, before I rushed away my way.

   This day was mad; The maddest day I’ve ever had! First I see my father all dressed in drag, then a lady who thought she was a plastic bag. I found the end of the purple rainbow, where I met and befriended a hobo. All in all, this day has been very surreal. But some times life has to be surreal to be real.

    But then I woke up in this whole white room. Never I forgot the things I saw in the place of doomed.

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