Rayah tells me to go get us breakfast and I nod, knowing the store is open. I stand and grab my hoodie, putting the hood over my head while walking out.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I curl up on the front porch, not wanting to go inside and hoping to be awake when Zoey returned. Little did I know she'd end up running back. I stand and shift and block her entrance, asking what's wrong telepathically.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension: a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You’ve just crossed over into… the Twilight Zone. — Rod Serling
