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The Autobiography Of A Dreamer

Walking always seems to help let your mind wander with you. Sometimes it may just be to what you want to eat for dinner but sometimes your lucky enough to get hit with inspiration. Something that makes you tingle all over and start to see the road your walking down in a different light all together. No not the street lights above your head, but you realize that they add the perfect contrast to the horror story starting to write itself in your head... It was a dark night with no moon leaving the inky contrast to the few splotches of light here and there. She was completely alone, and when she realized that all her senses went on overload. Her ears could pick up small changes in steps, branches that swayed in the light night air. Eye's piercing the darkness further than before, watching, waiting, checking for danger. Soon the hair on the back of her neck raised up and her pace quickened. She was being followed, she just knew it. Breaking out into a run for the house she only made it half way there before a scream that shook her to the very core. Before her was standing not a man or women, not even a child... no before her was a being beyond all recognition. Thats right before her stood what appeared to be a women with dark pink hair and light pink highlights, piercing, vivid green eyes and a small silky white gown that went down to mid thigh. What really caught her off guard was what appeared to be wings coming from the 'womens' back. Blinking her eyes to see if she was simply imagining things she was soon brought to the reality shaking conclusion that she was indeed real. Soon the being before her faded to black and she was once more standing on the darkened street leading back to her house.

Shoes placed neatly at the entrance of the house. Cautiously casting a glance backwards to insure that what she had seen hadn't followed her home. The women gently crept up the stairs to her room. A giggle escaped from her lips as she looked around the horrid pink room, shutting the white door behind her after checking the hallway she cast one last glance at the door before picking up a little black dress that had enough crinoline under it to make it almost 3 times its normal size. Grabbing the strings that held the corset top to it she stepped into her closet. Grinning like only an evil villains from a TV show. Sliding the closet door shut with a 'click' she grabbed a black and red hanger and gave a tug witch caused the back of the small enclosed space to come alive and shift away reviling a hidden set of steps.
Yes it was time, once more to climb the stairs to the world in witch she had created especially for herself. Tugging on the dress and flipping her blond curls over the back she finally stepped into her 'room' once more. Black walls greeted her, while her black leather couch reflected the few rays of light let it by the window seat. Blood red curtains graced the few windows in the attic room, Hard wood floors completed the room. Turning gracefully towards the corner that had her rounded computer desk in it. Three flat screen 20 inch monitors sat in perfect sync on the glossy black top of the desk. Everything was truly perfect when she was in this room. Gliding over to the desk she sat down in the swivel desk chair and turned towards the keyboard of the computer, it was time.

Authors Note: I’d love to know what you think.. I have a bit more after this but I’m going though it trying to fix some obvious errors... let me know if you think its good bad horrible just don’t say Òit sucksÓ and leave it at that.. thanks