Draw my Eyes

The Game

"Stop it Clementine!!"

"Get out of my house!"

"What is wrong with you?!"

"Help!!"

What is this? Why is people screaming at me? I've done nothing wrong.

"Take off the lenses! NOW!"

Lenses? What do they mean?

I slightly touch my face and I feel some glasses, I immediately take them off.

"What happened",I ask, looking around the room. Everything looks okay to me, what's the deal?

"You may now leave",my therapist says with a frightened voice

The metal door opens

I'm free

But I don't understand.

I finally get to my room.

I go to the bathroom, open the water sink,  and wash my face

Something's not okay in this place.

We are used to blame our family, friends, society for the problems that we have to face, we like to make other people feel guilty to feel all right with ourselves, but maybe, just maybe, the one who has the fault and a serious problem about it, is you.

I walk towards my bed. What is that? I ask to myself as I visualize a little sparkle in one corner of my bed. As I reach to it, it floats up in the air. It's changing of colors. From yellow to blue, from blue to red, and from red to green. Then it sparkles in these sequence until it becomes completely white and reaches my ceiling.

It's so beautiful.

All of a sudden, this random sparkle that came out of nowhere start to paint amazing drawings all over my room. Trees, flowers, a beautiful sunset, birds flying around trying to sleep in the clouds. It's so beautiful.

The sparkle, this mysterious little light start to divide. Two, four, six. Now there's six of them. Three of them are black and three of them are white. They are all in one corner of my room. My eyes are really astonished, but I'm not sure if what they see is beautiful or destructive. Maybe my eyes are creating all of these. Maybe I belong here. Who knows.

Both black and white sparkles mix up with one another and they star to write on mi walls.

I don't understand this. I don't understand what they're writing.

Stop. I close my eyes, wishing for all of these to be unreal, to be a dream, please.

But when I open my eyes, I'm not in the room.

I'm in a capsule, there's no door, nor windows.

I hear a loud sound. Oh wait, now the capsule's open.

I get out of it as fast as I can. I'm outside a gigantic house. With huge trees outside, beautiful flowers, white roses.

A bird flies up me, and something falls down near my feet.

I grab it. It's a blue piece of paper.

I read it: "Let the game begin" it says.

Then, a doorbell is heard.