• The First One

    Once when I was young I was living in a house. The house was large and had many rooms. It was an old Victorian gothic house. At one point Aristocrats were said to have lived in it, and by the vastness of the house, could believe that little rumour. I had always lived in this house.
    I found myself walking around the house in my black and roil blue silk pyjamas. I knew that they were made for a boy, but, even though I was a girl, my mother bought me boyish cloths. You see she had always wanted a boy and when I was born she turned her into her 'little boy'. She even gave me a boy's name; Dante. My full name is Dante Daisy Donatello Black , but I go by the nick name Dan Black.
    I found myself walking down a corridor I had never walked down before. This baffled me. How could I, out of all these years of being hear, have never walked down this corridor? I thought. This was when another thought accord to me, this corridor, the one that I was walking down, was not even on the plans! The what was I walking down.
    I turned around in order to get back to my bedroom but I could not even see where I had come from! It was just a dark vacuum. I frowned, I could not have walked that far surely. I looked forward but there was nothing! I wandered where I was, for I knew that this place, where ever I was, could not be my home..