All of a sudden my eyes flashed open turning my head my clock sat beside me claiming I had been sleeping for three hours. Mom would be home in a couple hours I realized. With that thought in my mind I tried to go back to sleep, key word being tried. I couldn't sleep, I was exhausted but yet my mind would not let me fall back asleep. The pull I felt to my dad's place was only growing stronger. I no longer could take it. I was exhausted and now in a terrible mood. Stomping downstairs I turned the corner waking into the dads' library and pulled the book opening the wall. Stomping still I made my way to the space were my dads secret workshop was, once inside I blew up.
"I'm here" I screamed, "what do you want from me. Haven't I suffered enough. Please all I ask is to be left alone."
There was no sound except for my voice echoing off the walls. I looked around desperately trying to determine what was pulling me towards this place until my eyes landed on my dad's invention that I only recently had finished. As my eyes hit it I found myself drawn in its direction, my feet started to move without me telling them too. I felt the pull get stronger the closer I got to it until I had it in my hands. Before I knew it my hands had found buttons, I was on autopilot now all my actions were no longer mine, I felt like someone had taken over my body and was forcing me to do this. Then I found myself clicking a button and then surrounded in a swirl of color. That was the moment my body felt like my own again. But by then it was too late the colors slowly dissipated and I found myself in front of a huge building. "Where am I" I wondered.
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Misterio / SuspensoSociety is lost. Stuck on a moral sense of right and wrong that is impossible to explain. A sense that only slows us down, a sense that doesn't allow us to rise to our full potential. We are stuck in a continuous hole. A hole I got out of. If you r...
