June 30th

I remember this place. It was part of my child hood. It felt like i was swimming in a dream of youth. The walls were the same color and so was everything else.

Our stuff was still in place like we had never left and grew up. It was confusing. But I figured we should move our stuff out in case it bothered anyone.

I remembered the closet door like if it was something that was behind every hidden door I'd encountered in my life. It was the scariest thing to me as a kid. The door always remained locked but I figured as a teenager, almost legal, I'd open it and find out what was really behind the whispers and hand covered mouths.

To my surprise, as i opened the door, I found another locked door. I closed the first and walked to the next one. As the first one was closed, I heard it lock. *click* I looked back and decided to go on. Beyond the second was another door. I closed it. *click* The second one was locked. I walked up to the third and found myself in a room full of things from my child hood. As the third door was closed, it locked as well. *click*

The crib was there and so was the high chair that had my name carved in beautiful hand writing on the back. There was a mattress with a huge mirror standing in front of it. At that moment I felt drawn to the mirror. I had to look into it.


I stood in front of the mattress and looked into the mirror.

As i was looking at my reflection I noticed someone sleeping on the mattress behind me. She looked so familiar. Chubby cheeks, dimples, a little over weight, and two pig tails with bangs.



It was me at the age of four. I snapped my head back to the bed and noone was there. But as soon as I looked back into the mirror, my younger self was sound asleep on the bed behind me. I felt dizzy.


I ran to the door that led me into this room. It was locked. I found an ax and I started chopping at the wood. I climbed through the whole and started at the second door because I knew that it would be locked just as well. I ran as fast as I could and chopped away at the first door. I was free.






My eyes shot open.