TheMysteryLover

"I erupt from the dark, crushing tunnel into a flash of light and noise. A new kind of air surrounds me, dry and cold, as they wipe the last smears of home off my skin. I feel a sharp pain as they snip something, and suddenly I am less. I am no one but myself, tiny and feeble and utterly alone. I am lifted and swungthrough great heights across yawning distances, and given to Her. She wraps around me, so much bigger and softer than I ever imagined from inside,and I strain my eyes open. I see Her. She is immense, cosmic. She is the world. The world smiles down on me, and when She speaks it's the voice of God, vast and resonant with meaning, but

I thought that maybe one day I could just be an average artist but just a day ago this thought changed.I was walking and I saw everyone at my desk staring at something like I did something wrong.I looked and saw that there was a pile of pictures and paintings I had drawn last year.I had never gave them to anyone and I just wondered of how they got to my desk.Everyone was talking to me and I was so confused about it.I was that one kid that was left out of dodgeball and lastly to be picked in anything.Just in that 5 minutes I was gone my whole life changed.I was cool,and everyone wanted to be me and watch me.I was suprised of this because I was