The Girl Stuck Inside
The sun cleared brightly, making the world beautiful! I wander onto the brown, fluttery dirt. Poof! It flies everywhere like a swarm of bees.
“Lola, hop out of the hologram.”
I slowly step onto the wooden tiles, the only floor I’ve ever felt. It’s so hard to imagine the outside world. Why can’t I step into the world like the normal people I see in photos? Why can’t I grab a camera and run out and capture the moment? Why can’t the world stop being worried about me? For once! Why is it me who has to be stuck inside?
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