The Escape Plan

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I live in a beautiful paradise full of excitement, love, and friends. Everyone around me was all kind and caring. They have given me tools to grow by nurturing me unstoppably. The time has come where I finally start seeking for independence. I mean, I’m only 10-years-old but it is always natural for people like me to want to feel some sort of independence. I do not recall having my parents around me. I grew up in a place full of children like me where they try to sell us, kids, like candies. We are like the candy shop in town but for adult couples. It’s called “a-dop-pla…c..e?” I don’t know what this place is called but all I know is it sounds complicated. People around this place although kind and caring are usually strict about children getting out of the premises. They watch us like dragons trying to protect the princess at the highest tower. Except, in this case, there is no princess, no dragons, they cannot even spit out those cool flaming fires that dragons do! But I guess you could say that they look like dragons and smell like dragons. I finally couldn’t take it anymore so I begged this lady that work at our candy shop to let me play outside the premises. Not so surprisingly, she said no. But I knew that there will be a big event tomorrow. It’s kind of like auctioning some candies, except we are kids who want to be sheltered. So I thoroughly made an effective escape plan.

Excitement floated through my body that night. A hint of anticipation of the coming day could not be abolished. I arduously forced my evil, party-pooper thoughts from exuding in and overcoming my body and mind. I still wonder if I slept at all that night. But I did. I slept soundly and comfortably but unconsciously fighting of those evil urges that are t...

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...gs started shaking, and my heart starts thumping.

I immediately remembered that that little girl was me.

Everything makes sense now. The candy shop isn’t in fact a candy shop. It’s a paradise- like place, but not quite. It is where people stay between heaven and hell as they seek for answers before they go to their respective places.

I rigidly stood there in awe, realizing, I was the lost soul, lingering in a place where memories and dreams were shattered.

This was the missing piece out of the puzzle that I have been searching for all along. I finally feel complete. I started crying out of relief and enjoyment. “I can finally rest”, I blissfully uttered.

A beam of light shine upon me, as I hear my name echoing over and over again and slowly get lifted up above and be at the place where I truly belong filled with love, happiness and tranquility called, heaven.

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