Coming home from a long and exhausting day, I see you there with the wooden beams at every corner like an invisible force field is raised around you purple sheet and black pillow. I can climb into the force field and hide under the purple cover with the black pillow with me and simply vanish from sight and mind. Knowing the shield will be up and nothing and no one can come into my little oasis for one.
I find myself trapped within the field around me forever locked in my own private prison wrapped in a purple blanket. I can't escape it's clutches in the early morning and can't find myself exiting it when a meal is called for. No one can get me out for they only can observe. Forever trapped in my prison of purple sheets and black pillows.
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Dreams- Short stories
Short StoryI have dreams that stick with me and they would make great stories so here they are.
