He took me away.

"Why won't you answer my question? I know you can understand me I know you can hear me!"
Silence he wouldn't say anything. He was like the Chesire Cat or the White Rabbit, only asking never answering.
"I only answer when a question is asked" He replied slowly.
"I asked you a question, I asked you what you wanted from me? What you needed me to do, why you so desperately tore me away from my home? I asked you plenty" I heaved from loss of breath in my angered state.
He smiled and his teeth shone, his eyes danced and laughed at me. “You are only asking me things you already know. A question is something you have no idea what the answer is. Those weren’t questions.”
He slowly walked away leaving me to ponder. I’m not at home and he has brought me to this place this other world.

A new friend.

"Why won't you answer my question? I know you can understand me I know you can hear me!"
Silence he wouldn't say anything. He was like the Chesire Cat or the White Rabbit, only asking never answering.
"I only answer when a question is asked" He replied slowly.
"I asked you a question, I asked you what you wanted from me? What you needed me to do, why you so desperately tore me away from my home? I asked you plenty" I heaved from loss of breath in my angered state.
He smiled and his teeth shone, his eyes danced and laughed at me. “You are only asking me things you already know. A question is something you have no idea what the answer is. Those weren’t questions.”
He slowly walked away leaving me to ponder. I’m not at home and he has brought me to this place this other world.

Points of View

A. A slow moving line at the grocery checkout
.I can't believe this. I have the worst of luck, every line I choose must be the slowest line. I would have been out of here if I had just chosen a different line. I can't move lines now though or else I'll have wasted all this time and if I do I know that line won't go anywhere either.
.She stood there looking distraught. As if she knew this would happen to her. She just tapped her foot and looked around. Waiting and contemplating moving lines. She just stood there though staring and waiting not knowing what to do it seemed.
.She stood there with eyes cast down. Everyone around her seemed to be annoyed as if it was her fault. No one understood that this always happened to her that this wasn't her fault it was her luck. Everyone's eyes were bearing into the back of her head as if their anger would make the line move faster.

B. A traffic jam on an area road
.I hope no one is hurt. It wouldn't take this long if everything was okay. Gosh I hate traffic jams. I'm going to be late again but I just hope no one is hurt.
.She sat in her car gripping the steering wheel. Straining her neck to see around the cars to see if someone was hurt. Everyone was at a dead stop.
.She looked around with fear in her eyes. All the cars around her were honking their horns and seemed to be fuming. None of them cared what had happened ahead they just wanted to get to work, to get home, to get wherever they were going. She couldn't believe these people how they were so selfish.

C. A person at bat in a championship baseball game
.I can't mess this up for my team. They all think I'm going to miss. I have to prove them wrong. I have to just hit the ball just get wood to leather that is it!
.He was gripping the bat as if his life depended on it. All of his teammates were on the edge of the dugout hoping and praying he wouldn't fail them.
.Sweat dripped from his forehead. This sweaty palms gripped the bat and squeezed. He waited for the pitch to come for his fate to be decided. He felt the stares from his team on his back and he saw the smirk in the pitcher's eye. He swallowed back his fear and raised his elbows to wait.

D. Someone who is giving his or her first ublic speaking assignment.
.I can do this. I am powerful, athoritative, and a good speaker. This is my time and I can do this. I'll just go out there speak clearly and slowly, get my point across. I can do this!
.She shook her head and looked up. Her eyes were filled with power and courage. She was ready to go out and prove to all these people why she should pick her. She stood up straight and raised her chin and took her first step towards the podium.
.With papers in her hand she stood up straight. Her heart beat quickly but she was ready to to do this. She was ready to show this crowd what the issues were. The crowd sat there waiting for her to come out. As she stepped to the podium their attention was drawn. The power in her steps, in her posture and finally in her voice brought them to their feet.

And the end has come

My body had been aching for days and I had gone from someone or something beautiful to a hideous creature. As I began to shake myself awake I realized all of me shook when I tried to move. When looking forward I saw a long beak stretched out in front of me. Golden with two small black spots a magnificent beak sprouted from where my nose should be. I quickly turned my head to realize that my head wouldn't turn fully and my body was that of a bird. I though was the most beautiful bird I had ever laid eyes on. If you can truly lay eyes on yourself that is. My small wings were beautiful and I knew just knew that they were built for nothing but grace and speed in the wind. I glided to the end of my bed and landed in heap. My first flight as this angelic bird was amazing until the end. I couldn't land. I peered over the edge of my bed wondering if I should try to take flight. I breathed in and puffed out my small bird chest and let myself fly. I glided around the room flapping my wings from time to time. My assumption has been correct my wings were made to fly with grace and speed. After a few minutes I became tired and attempted to land but failed. I hit the bed with a thud and felt pain. My feathers had bent in and my wing seemed to be slightly unaligned now. I sat on my now too large bed using my beak to smooth out the ruffles I had made in my not so graceful landing. This thing that I had become while a burden and ugly at points was a gift. I was finally free from all other parts of life. I could fly and breath in fresh air and not worry daily about my life and my world. This gift this metamorphosis gave me freedom. The end has come but the end wasn't death it was freedom. The freedom to fly and live a life with no worry. A life of beauty and grace. This is what the end is, freedom.

The second day of my change

That morning I felt lighter, like I could float on air. I couldn't feel anything wrong with me still, I couldn't see anything wrong with me but something, something was wrong. My body was more nimble and I could jump and feel like I was flying. My arms and legs were slimmer, more agile, and in no doubt more beautiful. They were like a birds limbs, strong yet slender. As I went about my day people commented on my change. They asked me if I was dieting or working out. I didn't know how to respond. I was getting more and more attention as time went by and with more time the more graceful and beautiful I became. One day though I woke up and my clothes didn't fit right. They weren't too big width wise but the were long. I had shrunk and oddly enough my hair was thicker. Not just on my head but everywhere. As the day progressed thigns got worse and worse. I got smaller and smaller and my hair because so thick I couldn't see my sking and clumps were forming. I was scared and I didn't know what to do. Days ago I had been so beautiful so elegant and now I was changing into something distorted and wrong.

My Metamorphosis

Something was different but I couldn't tell you what. I just knew somewhere in my body something had happened and I had changed in some way. Noting seemed to be different when I looked in the mirror but I could feel it. I could feel the change in me and in my body. I went through my next few days trying to pinpoint what had happened to me. One night in a dream I began to run and next thing I knew I was jumping off a cliff when suddenly out of my back shot wings. Not wings like a bird but not wings like you think and angel would have but a mixture. Beautiful tawny wings that gave me at least a 13 foot wing span. I was soaring high in the cool breeze. I woke up in the morning with feathers in my hair and dirt on my floor. Something had happened but it must have been a dream, only a dream.

The final day

As I hit the ground my entire body was jolted. I had fallen, fallen, fallen onto my bed. My friend were in the room. Maryjane was the center of attention and she was dancing around the room. No one could keep their eyes off her. I was dizzy and coming down off my bed trying not to fall over. Maryjane turned her head to me and smiled telling me I just had took the trip of my life. I smiled back not knowing what to say. As I calmed down and walked around the room a flash of the young boy appeared. I didn't know what to say or do but I did know that it must have been a real trip to have seen that.

Day 3

The scene melted away and I slowly melted with it. My body began to shrink and I was finally free. Free from my immobility. I was becoming a bird. I had wings and a beak and I was majestic. As I flew away and the scene completely dissolved I perched myself on a newly formed tree branch. I looked around and saw I was outside my bedroom window. I finally was free and flying away from my Alice and Wonderland world and away from the small boy. As I flew I kept seeing flashes of the small boys face until finally he was there upon me and I hit the ground.

Day Two

Hours must have passed as I lay there with the boy looking at me. He just stared not saying anything. I tried to block all thoughts from entering my mind so if the boy was trying to read it he wouldn't know anything. Slowly my eyes began to drift off and I was falling away. Only the boy knows how long I was asleep but when I awoke he was sitting with a dragon. The most magnificent dragon you could imagine. A fire was going and the boy was mixing something in the pot and he took out a small vile and sprinkled the contents. He didn't sprinkle them into the pot though he sprinkled them on me and the scene began to melt away

Day One

I woke in an early morning daze. Dusk was upon me and I quickly realized I was not where I should be. This was a topys turvy world, Alice and Wonderland style! I was shocked to see such a place but soon I realized I wasn't really seeing it. I couldn't move, I was stuck, immobile. A young boy came up to my side and stared at me. His face was expressionless and he did not speak. I began to panic and wonder if this was just a dream if I could pinch myself and wake-up. The boy did not speak but slowly shook his head as if answering my question. He must have known what I had been thinking. He must have...