Friday, December 2, 2011



"Did you fall asleep?"


"Were you waiting for the monsters to come?"


"But, did they?"


"Then, why - why, my dear, were you in the forbidden room?"

Silent. I remain silent.

"Answer me."

"Forbiddance," I say. "I performed a forbidden deed in the forbidden room."

He smiles. "So now we're being smart?"

"No. Now we are honest."

His eyes narrow, yellow slits in the dark. "How did you get in?"

"The door was open."

"You expect me to believe the door was open for you to simply waltz in?" he sneers.

"Not waltz, walk."

He pushes from his chair, his fingers around my neck.

I do not flinch.

"What did you do?"

"I stood."

The forbidden room. The room with the bed and the nightstand - the room where the monsters lived when I first walked. Fifteen years of running away from dreams threaded with darkness, and I went back.

I am no longer afraid.

Because he is the monster and they are the light.


Laina said...

Dude. That is awesome. More????

(Also really cool picture.)

KT Simpson said...

*hugs* thank you. I wrote it in economics today when I was done doing classwork XD
So... no more :P

(yes, isn't it? i had trouble finding a good one)