Showing posts with label fantasy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fantasy. Show all posts

Monday, September 8, 2014

Yes!

  

     I awoke to teasing aromas tickling my nostrils, beckoning.   Tantalizing sweetness lured me from my warm bed.  As if possessed, I went.  Salivating I could almost taste heavenly bliss, my stomach growling in anticipation.   Pure temptation found, my heart raced.   Should I?







Wednesday, February 26, 2014

The Drawing




      Nicholas could spend hours in his room playing.  His mommy thought it was wonderful when he finally became interested in playing imaginatively with toys like a little boy should.   Whenever she looked for him he was always playing under his bed, which she found odd…but who was she to complain?  He was quiet and happy and had left the video games alone in favor of his LEGOS.  That was a win in her book.


  
       One day while Nicholas was in his room he drew a picture with a big circle in the center coloring it in bold strokes with a black crayon.  Dragons danced around the hole shooting fire from their mouths and the sun shone down from the sky in his picture.  When he was done with it, he quickly lost interest tossing it aside.   

 


      Later he crawled under his bed to retrieve his Spiderman LEGO mini figure and noticed that it was lying on top of the crumpled dinosaur drawing broken in half!  His heart clenched in his chest and tears started to well in his eyes as he grabbed for his favorite.  To his shock when he pulled the mini figure away from the paper he discovered it was intact.  There were no missing parts after all, but how could that be? Perplexed he quickly pulled the crumpled drawing from under the bed.   Weird, he must have imagined it. 





      He retrieved his box filled with mini figures and decided to pretend the circle was a black hole in space sucking everything in proximity into its depths.  He dropped the soldier onto the black circle and freaked out when it disappeared before his very eyes.   He quickly turned the sheet of paper over and shook it, and miraculously the figure dropped out onto the floor.  At this point he was intrigued and ready to conduct some more experiments with his toys when all of a sudden the figure began to twitch.  At least he thought it moved!


    At that very moment Mommy called him to dinner.  He didn’t want to EAT at a time like this, but if he told anyone they would never believe him.  They would think he was lying.  Still he decided to drop a couple other figures into the circle and quickly hid it under the bed until after supper.   He was trying desperately to make sense of it all.  He was eager to finish supper and return to his room to see what other surprises awaited him there. 

      After supper he discovered when he retrieved his figures from the circle they had come to life.  They literally walked around and talked to him and to each other.  They seemed terrified of him at first because of his size, but then they realized that he was their friend and encouraged him to enter into the circle with them.  He was a bit afraid of what would happen if he tried it.  Certainly he couldn’t fit inside the circle.  It was small and he was big.  Instead he dipped his hand inside the circle and was terrified when something sharp grabbed it and wouldn’t let go.     “Mommy!” he screamed hysterically.  Mommy ran into the room horrified by the bizarre site that met her eyes.     Whatever was inside the drawing had ahold of his hand and wouldn’t let go!  

        Nicholas’s LEGO figures seemed to be jumping up and down and trying to tell her what to do to help.   Even though the whole situation was beyond bizarre, she rushed to do their bidding.  Quickly she gathered slices of cheese and placed them on the black circle on the piece of paper.   The cheese disappeared and released Nicholas’s hand.   She held him tightly as he sobbed in terror completely overwhelmed by the entire experience.    As she watched the LEGO mini figures transform back into plastic toys, “she waited for someone to tell her what to do next.



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