Friday, November 14, 2008

The Blinds

Sunlight filled the room as I paced across the floor. The light was blinding. My eyes were burning, and my sense of taste was fading. I heard music notes flowing and pulsing through my body. I walked towards the window, and closed the blinds. I knew I was in trouble, I knew the whole world was in trouble. No one could go outside, with out becoming radioactive. I knew a lot, but what I didn’t know was that I would find out even more in the next few minutes.
I heard something from the window. I opened the blinds and my mind was a buzz again. All I could hear was Liiiiiizzzzzaaaa! Liiiiizzzzaaaa! I couldn’t breathe, I didn’t know what was going on, but I looked out the window. Instantly, I looked away. Liiiiiizzzzzzzzzzzaaaaaaaaaaaa! I heard once more. I forced myself to look at the window again, and I saw something. Bright blue spots were dancing in front of my eyes. I heard my name, and then I saw.
Something came out of one of the blinding blue spots. He looked almost human. His head was shaved and his ears were slightly pointed. It looked like he was wearing fake pads on his abs and arms, he was so buff. He was wearing a robe, that was as blue as the night, when the sun has gone down, but some of the light is still there. He turned, and swept away into the cloudless sunshine.
That night at dinner, I didn’t tell my parents what I had seen. They would think I was crazy and put me in the dreary guest room, with no windows and paintings of dead people on the walls. I pushed my sardines and canned corn around on my plate, so that the sardine heads were inside corn kernels, and the scales were corn too. I have always considered myself as a perfectionist, artist type of person. So, I didn’t care much for my corn sardines, I was too busy thinking about what I had seen.
I went upstairs and up to bed, I was too confused to think. I closed my eyes….

1 comment:

Dancypants said...

What a great start! I loved it! I can't wait for the next part. It seems like you have the start to a good story going. I loved when you described the blue dots "dancing" in front of you. I also loved when you described the guest room with pictures of "dead people" in it. Those details gave it more description and made the story interesting.