I Got Like Sewing Needles - 1986 Words

â€Å"Amber† It was noon when I woke up. I woke up to honking, drumming, screaming, and clean air. Everything was all blurry, and I saw enormous structures that looked like sewing needles. I pinched my arm, hoping this was all a dream. To my surprise, it was not. At this point, I saw more clearly. And I saw buildings alright; a great deal in fact! There was one huge building that was shaped like a pair of rocket boots, and the rest of the buildings were scattered all across the area. The area was quite large, almost the size of Manhattan, and the shape was quite like it as well. Oh how I love Manhattan. It’s so beautiful. Its culture and liveliness make an island like none other. Anyway, I started walking†¦show more content†¦As I opened the gate, everything came to a stand still. I saw the complete opposite of what I had seen in the past few hours. I saw a four story rusty red brick apartment that was worn out and covered in mildew. There were two cement buildings and an old internet cafe. The stench was awful and unbearable. I felt goosebumps come up my arm as I stared deep into the street. As I stood, a drop of filthy water from one of the street lights fell down my back, and a tingle and a shiver went down my spine. I also saw dusty ground, and an old house, which looked awfully similar to mine. Immediately, I hid behind one of the walls as I saw the door move. The door opened, and I saw the person who came out. At first, I was unable to place the person. I knew I had seen them before. But where? Slowly, as realization dawned upon me, I came to a startling conclusion. The person was me. I looked so beautiful, so flawless, so care-free. I looked as if I had it all; all of the worlds riches, and all the worlds solutions were within her possession. I saw myself going back inside of the house. So I followed her. As I came inside of the house, I recognized everything. Nothing had changed in the ten years that my family had been through. I saw the same old green vase my father had traded from a couple of gypsies two years ago for my eleventh birthday. It had the same paisley print and intricate flower design, only a tiny bit faded. I saw the same old