I feel myself shiver as I quickly rub my nose.
Dammit, what's going on with me!?
I stare at Lynne with wide eyes..
Dixie chuckles staring at me. "You're freakin' out badly, huh? I can fix that, you know.." She smirks.
I stare at her. "Sure." What? No! I don't want to!
"I'm up for it." I blurt, smirking. The hell, Mia? NO!
Dixie grins, "That's a good girl.." She mumbles, fumbling through her purse.
"Do any of you ladies want some too? I've got LSD in here." She says.
Cindy gasps, "Oh my god, me! I've been needing acid!" She chuckles.
Lynne raises her hand up, "I'll pass. I just took some candy myself. I think I'm gonna dance for a while." She says, her eyes dilated widely.
Lynne gets up, walking away with her fruity drink.
I smirk.
Dixie hands Cindy and I a small pill.
I furrow my eyebrows, staring at Dixie as my palms become sweaty again.
"You just swallow it, babe. You'll feel good! Don't you worry about a thing!" She chuckles, suddenly swallowing the pill.
My eyes widen as I quickly stare at Cindy, watching her giggle as she takes the pill herself.
My breathing quickens as I stare at the pill.
What will this do to me?
"Oh, just take it already!" Dixie says, taking the pill out of my hand.
I stare at her nervously. "W-What are you d-" I feel my self choke as Dixie shoves her hand in my mouth, forcing the pill to go down my throat.
I grab her wrist, trying to pull her bony hand out of my mouth.
"There!" Dixie says, taking her hand out of my mouth.
I cough, feeling the pill go down my throat.
I rub my throat, feeling myself want to throw up. "What the hell did you do?" I breathe.
Dixie chuckles. "Don't worry about it, babe-" She gently touches my hand.
She grins. "You'll thank me later." She winks at me, taking her drink as she walks off into the crowd.
I start looking around in Mark's house, feeling my head start to spin again.
What the hell..? I hold onto my head, stumbling as I find my way out of the house.
Mark smiles widely at me. Only this time, he looks differently. His gray hair looks almost like an owl is on his head. His smile creeps up widely to his ears, making him almost look like a monster.
He sticks his hand out towards me. I stare down, frightened. His nails are long and curl to what seems a million miles away.
"Are you okay, darling?" His voice now sounds deep as his eyes start to change color.
I tilt my head, staring at him.
"W-Who the hell are you?" My voice wobbles.
The monster tries to take my hand. I scream loudly. Suddenly more colors burst in front of my eyes, like bombs. I scream more, holding onto my ears as the noise worsens and worsens.
"Make it stop!" I cry loudly.
The monster touches my wrist. I feel my hand suddenly become tightened.
"Let go of me!" I scream.
The monster's face leans closer towards me. "Dixie!" I hear him scream angrily.
I push the monster down as I quickly run out of the house.
I scream loudly, feeling my mind spin more. My legs wobble but somehow I make it to the limo.
I feel like my breath has been taken away. My lungs seem high. My heart is racing. My mind is spinning. What the hell is LSD and what has it done to me?!
Maybe I need some more cocaine, right? Keep me alert. Maybe then I'll know what's going on.
I open the limo, finding Lynne and a man with a mustache making out.
My eyes widen. "L-Lynne." I stare intensely in the car.
Colors continue to change and flash in my eyes.
Lynne starts at me, "Mia!" She gasps, trying to close the door.
"I need more." I breathe, feeling myself come sick.
"What?" She furrows her eyebrows.
"Cocaine! I need more! Something!" I beg as noises of people laughing grow louder in my ear.
I suddenly turn around.
No one is there.
I quickly spin around, staring at Lynne. "Please!" I cry.
Lynne shakes her head as the man continues to kiss her neck.
"I don't think that's a good idea, sweetheart." She frowns.
I scream loudly, hitting the car with my fist.
"I'm going crazy! I see all these colors! I'm frightened, Lynne! I need to be alert! I need to know what the hell is going on! Help me!" I scream at her.
Lynne sighs, pulling a bag of candy out of her bra.
"Keep it. You'll need it more than me." She smirks.
I nod slowly, trying to keep my head on straight.
I slam the car door, hearing moaning noises continue from the inside.
I breathe loudly as I lay some cocaine on the top of the car.
She's having fun with a Freddie Mercury, I see..
I grab a dollar, rolling it up.
Please let this work!
I snort a straight line of cocaine. My right eye starts to twitch. I smile widely but the colors don't stop, they suddenly worsen.
I frown, feeling myself want to cry.
I scream loudly, grabbing the candy as I place it in my bra.
I start running around. People of all colors, green, blue, purple, start smiling widely at me.
They raise their drinks at me, their eyes are all huge and black.
"Somebody gave you the good stuff, I see?" A really low voice from a man standing in front of me says.
I suddenly start to giggle.
The man smiles widely at me.
I continue to giggle, only the giggling doesn't stop.. It worsens along with my shaking.
Is this what The Beatles felt like? Is this what the Sixties truly felt like?
Is this what Kevin went through?
Am I going through a bad trip? What? I need this to end. I want to go home. I need arms to be secured around me. I need my husband. I need my kids. I-I want this all to end! The colors, the noises, the weird faces, the weird animals, it's too much! It's too eccentric! Please!
I feel tears roll down my eyes.
I spin around, seeing a man in a bra, fishnet pantie hoes and a black thong. He smiles cheekily at me. His head grows widely. Monkeys suddenly appear, howling around me and the people. They don't care? How can they not!? There are damn monkeys around! Pigs flying! Oh my gosh..
I smile widely, giggling more as I look around.
I hold onto my chest, breathing heavily. My eyes are still widened and my nose feels funny. My nose feels runny. My nose itches.
I itch my nose.
Damn, I itch everywhere now.
I twitch, trying my hardest not to itch anywhere.
I walk around, trying to find the driveway once again.
Girls naked, boys in animal suits, birds, flying pigs, colors, people in weird shapes and patterns. It looks like an art museum. Weird shapes to make people. Colors that people couldn't be yet they are.. Preachers of sex, drugs, and smoke fills my lungs and it tickles my nose, sneaking down my throat as it recycles. The scent of grass, drugs and alcohol consume me. It's like I'm in the eye of the storm. It's so good but so bad. I can't explain how I feel other than my vision is going weird. My ears are ringing of ringing phones from long distances. People are trying to talk to me in other drug languages but I can't understand them.
I stare down as my heels turn red and sparkly.
I giggle. Am I Dorthy? Did I hit the secret of life?
I am Dorthy, aren't I? All I want to do now is go home..
Maybe if I close my eyes and click my heels three times it'll work. It always works, right?
Maybe I should stop talking to myself then maybe it would work..
I close my eyes tightly, thinking about home... Neverland..
I click my heels once. Neverland.
I click my heels twice. Neverland..
I click my heels one last time.
Neverland..
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I gasp suddenly as I fall through a door.
I squeal, looking around with wide eyes.
Oh my god! I start to giggling uncontrollably.
"I did it!" I laugh loudly, slowly getting up.
My head is still spinning as I slam the door shut.
Oh damn, this almost doesn't look like Neverland.. There are still so many colors... All dark and mysterious... Are there lights on? It must be like noon, yeah? Did the sun die already? Am I the last human on Earth? I sigh loudly as I stumble around the house.
A blue light is lit suddenly, a man in long pants and a shirt stares at me.
"Mia?" His voice rings.
I gasp. "Oh, babe!" I squeal, opening my arms widely as I hug him tightly.
"Mia, are you okay?" He chuckles.
"Oh, babe! You..You don't see any of this? You...D-Do you see the walrus man? Um..Monkey Jim, yeah? You can see him to-Ooooh myyyy goooooooosh!" I laugh suddenly.
"Look! Wings! Ha! It's so magical!" I laugh harder.
Michael stares at me, his curls stand straight out. Reminding me of Medusa's hair..
"You have snakes as hair? Oh baby.." I pout.
"Is this one Frankie?" I giggle, sticking my finger up to touch his hair.
Michael stares at me in disgust, "Mia, what are yo-"
"OW!" I squeal.
Michael gasps, holding onto me. "What? What's wrong?" He panics.
I frown. "Frankie bit me.." I pout.
Michael holds onto both of my shoulders, staring intensely in my eyes.
He looks down at me, gasping. "What's this?" He asks.
I giggle, "What's what, butt?" I laugh.
Michael stares at me. "What is that white stuff under your nose?" He sternly asks me.
My eyes widen. "Ooooooh, what's that..Ha! It's candy, baby!" I smile widely.
Michael shakes his head. "I can't believe you." He gently pushes me back.
I squeal, falling backwards, hitting my head on the ground.
Michael gasps, kneeling in front of me. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He says.
He holds onto the back of my head, sighing. "Are you alright?" He frowns.
I stare at him, frowning. "That really hurt.." I pout.
Michael frowns, "We'll talk about this in the morning." He lowly says, gently letting go of my head.
I gasp, "But I forgot how to use my legs!" I scream as Michael runs down the hallway.
I frown. What if I'm paralyzed now? I forgot how to use my legs and arms..This really hurts though..
Michael rushes back.
I grin, "Oh, babe..You came back for m-" He throws a blanket and a few pillows on me.
"Goodnight." He lowly says, storming down the hallway.
I take the pillow off of my face as I decide to lay on it.
The bedroom door slams shut.
Hey! I can use my arms again! Ha ha, look at that! I giggle, staring at my hands in awe.
What wonderful tools..