The Globe
My world seemed so small, I always thought there was something out side of are small little world. I always thought there was something different out there. People called me crazy, they said nothing is bigger then us. I have a dream every night of this snowy world that we were brought into and were meant to never come out. Every day i would, go ice skating in the park,drink hot chocolate in the cafe. My life seemed boring every day. Lots of times there was small mini earthquakes that shake everyone, it ruins lots of houses, after that it always seems to snow. The snow is light and fluffy and it stayes on the ground till another earthquake it was always cold and i was always covered in a purple and pink scarf and green ear muffes that stood out on my stringy blond hair pulled back into a messy poney tail. i lived in the north pole, It was a jolly place everyone said so, but one weird thing is everybody all the time is well it seems to be preparing for something like some special event, i believe its called a holiday but i dont know for sure. Nothing has ever happened. days go by monthes years, my life is slowley passing by boredom filling me, when your bored it always stoppes at some point and that day was today.
I was sitting at the cafe drinking slow sippes of steaming hot coco. Every sip burned my tongue. Marsh mellows were pilled high with a splended taste that made my taste buddes explode with a fantastic flavor, thats when a boy walked into the cafe, it looked like he was out of town which i didnt get because i didnt think there was anywhere else to go. He asked the person running the cafe "do you know a good place for some Christmas shopping? i'm from "out of town" so i dont know any good places to shop." The person working there gawked " What are you talking about I have no clue what, what did you call it Crismus is you must be mistaken my good man." but the person insistend "but you must know what Christmas is everywhere i see its all decerated in the holiday spirit! Wreathes are hung lightes are strung even in your shop right here!" "i have no clue what your talking about is always been like this always has always will." The man questined "What do you mean you have holiday decerations up every 365 days a year?" "I still dont know what your talking about where have you came from?" the man answered " well if you must know i come from the big apple." The worker shouted out "What you live on an apple?!" the man cuckelled taking it as a joke but then looked at the worker and found out he was serious "The big apple.....New York how havent you heared of it its a very well known place, were are we know?" "were in The North Pole" "What the North Pole thats like miles and thousendes of miles away how did i get there all that happened was i dropped a snow globe when cleaning my house and then i believe i fell asleep and know this is a dream...Right?" The worker said " You lost me at snow globe I have no clue what that is." I stood up and went to the man and said how did you get in here. He answered he was having a weird dream. he oviousley saw my questening look and said i think im asleep your just a figment of my imagination, but i still had a questioning look on my face. come here i said as i guided him out side "are you really from the outside world" in a small squeecky voice. "I don't know i might be im not really sure." " well if you are your sure lucky all im doing is what it seems like reliving every day over and over again i feel like I'm stuck!" "Wait" the man exlaimed " I remember you!"
