A Forbidden Love

Ann was startled and up early on a Friday the 13th, in February morning at 7 am, ready for adventure. Why this because she’d had a previous dream the previous night. Ann had her brown knapsack ready for the journey. She’d felt more eager than usual to find out more about the note The Wallmaster had given her. On that note read: There’s one way out, if walls could talk, talk to the wall master, in the end find your continual path, it ll take you there the choice is yours good luck!

Ann was a avid puzzler, so this would be easy to her but a hard sinch. She’d spent over half her life in her bedroom with the four walls trying to figure out how’s she ever get out. She remembered her past pathways of getting out of someplace everytime safely securely, and would always follow those protocols from then to now on.

She asked a question to the wall master to see if it would ever work. She’d found her reason of enlightenment and she sure wasn’t going to share it with anyone. The wall master would show up in black in white on her wall and tell her the very truth about why everyone failed and why they’re journey in death always ended the way it did. It was a lifetime supply of people who were to Stubborn to listen curious with cut info and never making it out. It made her shiver! Was this man GOD?! No so,… but she was already to far in and puzzles had became her life so, being inspired from so many movies had her glued to what this guru’s saying. There was one way out and Ann knew that she was smart enough to win to finally make her way out of the abyss. More like the asylum. Although Ann was from a state where mental illnesses were a high percentage she knew her percision was point on. Ann finally reached a height standard where she could escape moreso find her way to the end. Ann knew the only way she could find that place is by speaking with “The Master Guru.” “The Wall Master!” He was a old gentleman that she chose to listen to because he had more “ significant ,” gray hairs did she?

So her heart told her that this man had already been through the storm and that he had only had golden advice for her yet she’d make sure she’d take the right pathway to the other side to the end. This wall was coming together in black and white squares. The Wall Master in greater detail started to talk:

My guidance I give to you the only way out is through the symbolism on each side of the wall. I realize you’ve come prepared. Yes wallmaster! Having the reality happen to you is the best thing anyone could ever have in they’re lives. Ann had to take a moment to her self she’s realized all the people who didn’t believe and had fail and or fallen away even died! How could I make it out wallmaster? You already know darling It’s in your mind and heart. You just got to believe. I know you can. I know I can too!

The help I can give you is this: it concludes with writings on the wall. They state where your next battle will start or if you choose to accept this end. Wallmaster Iive made a choice to end . You made the right choice Ann, now if I could give you any continual advice would be to run in carry out your dreams, and possibly take over my job one day. Thanks Wallmaster I do. Ann visited him on his death bed which included him she gave him her rose and because hed had so much ingrained knowledge she was only growing in glad she could understand why things were the way they were and made it to the end as he withered right there on the table. The End