Go back

I don't know what's going on. I don't want to know what's going on. I want to go back.

I turn around and step back through the open door. I find myself back on the street in front of my High School building.

I shake my head. That couldn't have happened. It must have been some sort of an illusion.

The next time I step through the door, nothing weird or unexpected happens. I'm I'm the building, not on some unknown street.

The last ever day of high school goes by normally. No more magic doors, no more empty streets. After school, I go out with my friends to celebrate our freedom. I come back home late at night and go straight to bed. I fall asleep in no time

DEAD END