![]() ![]() This door is so freaking heavy!? I thought to myself. I Held in a frustrated sigh and walked over to the boy with the door and helped him drag it to the water. Deciding to help the boy I grabbed my umbrella that was a little busted and had a little tear in the fabric. I watched for a little bit at the boy thinking how a boy that skinny could drag a door that size. Mono got up and started to drag it across the sand. A door was hidden in the sand ( I lack imagination). He got onto his hands and knees and started wiping away sand. I heard a thumping sound. I turned around to see that mono was on the floor. "I couldn't agree more," I said also laughing we walked around the beach chuckling. (I mean I had only known him for a minute that's all) even though I had only known him for a hot minute. It was the first time he talked to me I stared at him in surprise. "let's never go to that place." The boy said kinda laughing. We saw a photo in the sand and saw an island of some sort made of iron. He got up and started to look around I got up as well and started helping him. The nameless boy just smiled and chuckled a little bit. "W-was my face bleeding?" I asked looking a little shocked. I pulled my face away from his hand and looked at the red stain on his sleeve. He pulled his sleeve up and started wiping something off my face. ![]() I was thinking so hard I hadn't noticed that his hand was almost touching my face. What just happened? did we just get teleported out of a tv? where are we? who is this strange boy? ![]() I looked at him and got even more confused. The boy looked at me and opened his mouth a little almost to say something but he didn't. My body hurt from the impact of being tossed out of a tv onto the cold sand. I looked over to the boy he started to get up as well. I looked up noticing we weren't in the eye prison but on a beach of some sort. "Ugg." I started to get up off the floor there was glass everywhere. With a large thrust out of who knows what I was thrown onto something hard and cold. "What's happening." I thought holding onto the handle of my umbrella hard my knuckles turned white. "AHHHHHH!!!" Blue sparks flew around the boy and then around me. "Uhh?!.AHHHHHH!!" he started to scream gripping his hair. His face went pale and his smile turned into a worried look he dropped my hand and grabbed his head almost in pain. I felt my face go a little red I lowered my umbrella to hide my face from him. This boy had obviously had some trust issues but why was he crying? I looked at the boy and noticed that he was about my age 13, 14, maybe 12 I couldn't really tell his hair was sorta blocking his eyes. The boy looked at my hand and hesitantly took it this made him stop crying a little. when I got to the top that didn't take very long I extended my hand. I started to walk up the hill ignoring the discomfort in my feet. I wanted to cheer him up due to me having an incredibly high sympathy gean I must have got from my parents whoever they were. "Squishh!!!" The boy's head turned to me his eyes were covered a little with his hair but I could feel him staring at me. I stepped on an eye which made a loud squishy sound. I took a step forward but that was a mistake. I noticed that his knees that were covered by his pants were wet and so was the bottom of his face. I kept walking till I was directly in front of the hill and I could see a boy with his head down sitting in a chair that was way too tall for him. ![]() "Who is that?" I murmured to myself and started to walk forwards my gut told me it was okay to keep walking I won't get hurt. I started to see a hill of eyes and something on top of the hill I think it was a figure sitting on a chair. I kept on walking forward holding my umbrella handle tightly as I walked. "Ugg I hate walking on the eyes." the ground underneath me made noises and poured out some sorta grey liquid thing I guess eyes make. All I know is how I got here, I suppose that the eye's brought me to this prison of eyes. I've been walking for who knows how long. I will say which ones I have drawn but I did not draw this one. ![]()
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