Space Nova

The tight, hot feeling that grows in my chest, is never a good sign. Feeling as it tries to take control of my mind. I think of the man I met yesterday. He called himself Foster. And he said he could give something that would banish this feeling from my body.

But it would be at a price.

I would have to give up all that society has told me to want. All of the objects that I am told to love. But these things that society has told me to want, only injected this tightness into me.

The list that Foster gave me catches my eye from the table. The sun seems to catch on the paper. Causing it to cast a glow around the room.

Grabbing the paper, I collect all of the things I need. Things to make a potion that will shrink my body and make me small enough to fit in the bottle that Foster gave me.

This bottle contains a different world, Foster told me. Like the doorway to a dream land. This bottle contains space. The kind of space that will give me the room that I need to make my own decisions. And give me power to escape the tightness.

After putting all the ingredients into my blender. I set up my table. I have the blender and the bottle from Foster.

I blend all of the ingredients. But after I pour the drink into a glass. I don't think I can do it. Leave the one place that tells me how to feel and what to think.

But... That is not what this world should be! I should be able to decide what I like for myself.

I need to take this one thing for me. And stop asking for anyone's opinion on my own matters.

I drink the potion.

I feel a pulling in my feet, and squeezing all over my body. The next thing I know is that the room is very large. And the bottle is looming over me. I pull myself up to the lip of the bottle. Slipping my feet in. And it feels like hands are pulling at me.

I look at all of the things that I have been told to love, and... I blink, and my things turn into hands that hold me in this tightness.

I look down, to the hands that just want the best for me. And I listen to Foster's advice. And me, Nova. I take my wants and needs into my own hands.

I let the hands pull me into their clasp. And I am consumed with the peace of space. And I can breathe and I can see.   

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