The World As I Found It Novels & Stories

The second word was *yours. The handwriting on the slip on the doormat was the same handwriting as the second word. He had written, in pencil, on the title page of a book he had moved from the floor of my living room on a Wednesday morning two months ago, the single word *yours,* and he had in the way the man he was put information into the world trusted that I would find it when I was ready to find it, and trusted that I would understand what the finding meant. The book was mine.

Besides, they were still young at the moment and l had no doubt that when they got older and felt they were ready to settle, they would have long understood how things work in this life. For now, I was just grateful everything seemed to be working out fine. And to be honest, part of me was low-key glad our parents had left us because now l got the opportunity to go out into the world, hustle and work with people. I had started making friends even, real mature friends and not just my classmates, people who were just entitled and had never really contributed a dime to get where they were. Now l met people with almost similar life experiences as me, some even had it worse in life but such peopl

"Because I don't want to let you go so now you're making up your own story?" Suddenly Yassi's eyes widened while looking at the prince. "You think I'm just making up my own story? Haven't you noticed from the first time we met until now that my speech and actions are different than the women here? Because I'm not really from this world. This world that what you think is not true but only a book was written by a great writer in my world and all of you here are just characters of this story. And that's why I am leaving your house to find the person who can help me to get out of the world it's a book. Because I want to go back to the real world. "

I wanted to speak, to explain but I couldn’t and so, I slowly gave into the pain and allowed the darkness to overwhelm me. Looking around, I tried hard to see through the endless sea of darkness which engulfed me. I felt weightless; like I was suspended in air but my obsidian surrounding made me feel like I was trapped in some kind of limbo. But then a shimmer of light suddenly shore through so brightly that I had to abruptly shut my eyes. I opened my eyes once more, one after the other and the sight before me made me feel extremely confused. At a distance I could see a house ahead of me; it had beautiful cream colored walls and tinted glass windows. Everything around me had an absolutely st

Edith reassured me. Right after the movie ended, I excused myself to go to the room and found myself staring at a map I found on one of the books in the shelves. “Norway… Norway… Where are you?” I mumbled to myself as I used my finger to search for the country. “There!” I exclaimed as soon as I found it. It was far, that I was sure of. Almost as if it was… On the other side of the world. At that second, there was like a light bulb at the top of my head that lit up, and I found myself reaching for my belly.

Doesn’t know, Doesn’t know. This mannerless heart Doesn’t heed ’ve seen Havana from the air. I’ve seen this and that After eating the water caltrop of a lion, I’ve seen roaring of the lion I’ve roamed around the world. And then I pushed the world back. Bollywood or Hollywood, both are very jolly-good. On the mountain of black mustard seeds, I’ve seen a 3 footed Liliputian. If anyone repeats after me. I’ll punch that rascal in the face.

I listened like a prisoner hearing tales of freedom. "…And in the morning markets, they would sell fresh figs still glistening with dew," he said, his voice gentle, poetic. Then he turned to me and looked straight into my eyes. "You should see it for yourself, Aria. The world is so much bigger than this." It hit me like a revelation. Right then, a flock of white doves flew past the window. For a second, I saw myself standing in some foreign plaza, sunlight pouring over me, no bruises, no cameras watching, no shadow always looming behind me…

"come I have brought something for you...." "Wh-What....?" I asked with my cracked voice. "You will see it by yourself....... Come" He drag me inside the Mansion to our room. To be continued........... A/P "The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even heard, but must be felt with the heart." ~Helen Keller

Stomach. Nothing was comfortable. My brain wouldn't shut up. Waiting for morning to come and end this nightmare. My heart felt heavy in my chest. Like I'd swallowed a rock. I just wanted to get this over with. Sign the papers. Make it official. Move on with my life. Preferably to somewhere very far away where I'd never have to see Danny again. Maybe Antarctica. I heard penguins were nice. But lying there in the darkness, I couldn't stop thinking.

I lifted my head and let the cold leave me. I tried the old remedies. I cataloged the city: sirens two streets west, a television mistaking volume for meaning, a drunk arguing with the sidewalk about destiny, a cat inventing a god out of a garbage lid. None of it mattered. The map in my body still ended where she had opened me. The point of the world was a narrow column of throat warm under my mouth and a square of window three floors down that had learned the shape of my hands last week. I went to the edge.