My thoughts that are contained inside my safe box

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Bears, barbie, play house, cooking utensils for kids, toy cars, television, home school. You guess right, I'm an indoor kid. I'm inside my box where they would protect me, where they say its the safest place on earth. Home, is it really safe? Confined inside a box, not knowing what is there in the so called great outdoors. What does the outside has to offer? Will I be happy if I leave my station? Or will I be suffocated by how crowded the streets are? Not a single friend if you talk realistically but I have a puppy and I love him even though his life was short, is that friendship? So many thoughts inside my head, but I was raised not to question the authority, I guess some people are also hypnotized by the people of higher ranks. I look around my 4 walled room, it's full of emptiness, now I wonder if I am contented? Will the world outside mine overwhelm me with its beauty, or disappoint me with its people? Even though I'm already 10, toys surround me with its whimsical aura, it seems that I can't let them go. Those toys are the only one who accompanied me before my dog came and even after he died. If I go outside this place, this contained place, this safe place, this place where I grew up will I be attached to people like I'm attached to my toys and my dog? Will there be a new discovery on myself that I didn't know before or will I just adapt the things people are to do and not know who I really am or who I should be? I shall bid farewell to most of my toys, they say its the right thing to do but I’ll miss Mr. Cuddles the most. I want to keep them all but the glare that my parents gave me the shivers, are they always like that? I'll also say my goodbye to the house that contained me for the 10 years of my life especially the room that protected me from the screams, judgment, expectations and other wretched stuffs. As the door was opened, memories flashed back, and questions popped up. I don't know if I will cry like those in televisions when I step outside because of the memories, laugh cause of my cowardice or will I smile because, because. What was it? No matter Ill step out of this house confident.

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⏰ Last updated: May 05, 2012 ⏰

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