Perlious

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I then ask her why she is here and where she is from and the history behind the place.. "I am Dulica the Queen of The Realm of Perlious. It is told in the legends, that once there was a time when the human world was once filled with Faeries. But because of a dramatic change, That I am not allowed to say, faeries had to retreat and maintain only a close eye on your world and humans would never be able to step foot in Perlious again. However, the same legends say that there still exist some gateways that humans can access between your world and ours. Those who have the gift or are in possession of the magic orb can enter into the fairy land. Now, If I answer anymore questions I would be breaking the most important law of The Realm of Perlious." "What is the "most important" law of Perlious?" I inquired. "Humans may have narrow knowledge of Perlious," she stated. I rub my eyes trying to get the oozing goo off of my face. "What you have on your face is Slime of the Welsono. In our world we use it for food but here , if put on a human, you would be capable to see the critters of my realm. Don't worry; It's not harmful. I brought some over from my world so you would finally see me again." I blink as hard as I can trying once more that I was asleep before woken up by the goo. I open them again and the glittery creature is still there. I yawn , looking at the stove clock; It says 1:42 AM. I tell them goodnight and crawl up the stairs in my onzie pajamas. I fall into bed creating a thud. I think about her and her crazy Perlious once more then I shut my eyes then my mind drifts off. The sound of my alarm echos in my ears but without my best friend standing in the hallway. I shove on a black skater skirt and tights, my favorite black ankle high converse and my black beanie. I open up the door the gasp realizing that I have forgotten a shirt. I pull out a pierce the veil sweater I got from my birthday. I grab my bag and open the front door to see Janis' Car there. She started quoting her favorite movie, Mean Girls. "Get in loser! Were going shopping!" she shouts out the window. I smile as i hop into the front seat. I look out the window looking at the clouds and all their forms. When should I tell her about what happened last night? Better yet, should I tell her? I don't know, but all I know is that I don't want to deal with this anymore. I don't want to deal with the stress of having a father that sees creatures, or seeing creatures for that matter. I just want to feel normal like everyone else.

Hey skaters! Sorry im not posting alot and sorry its so short. I just dont want the stress of a specific date that i have to get things turned in by. I just got a new schedule for my school so new teachers. I will be doing more when I can. I love you guys! bye :P

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