Lets Go to the Writing Land Chapter 2



In the castle you can go to the writing classes if you want, but remember you may not need it.
Your powers may be good enough for you to pass the writing land without classes.  It’s mandatory for the ones that get in the castle but since you are the original one,” you can attend when you want.  It’s optional, said Agatha.  Anamelia asked, “What do you mean it’s optional, what do you mean the original one.”  “Well no one has ever told me they have powers.  That makes you the original one. The only one who can write stories that will win the contest.”  The ones who will go international with their book and hit big fame.” They will win many noble prizes.  Only the original ones with power can do that.”  “Do not be scared”.  Meditate when you are the one with the meditation power. “It’s the meditation power you have which also makes you the original one.  Anamelia says but “what if I get lost in the castle”.  “What if I lose all my work” Agatha, told Anamelia, “You can say the magic words.  Let me come back to the castle. Let me come back to the castle. Let me have all my work back. You have power because you have imagination like no one else does.”  “Now in class if you go, “Do not have any desires. Do not wish for fame. Do not be a show off”.  Work is misappropriated.  “Remember Anamelia, Do not show your work to the close ones.  They will not care, the close ones who may not like it.  They may have jealousy.  Only show it to the readers, or the audience. Be careful in showing your work to others.  You will know who to show it to by their faces.   As Agatha left Anamelia, in the big castle, “she said you choose your rooms, your books and your direction.  You will follow your voice and you will be fine. Listen to your own voice carefully and focus”. You will know the direction, to success.  Anamelia, suddenly stumbled across, a book.  She picked up the book. The book said, “Enter the rooms. Go to the nowhere room. Travel with me said a voice, in the book, Follow me said the voice in a soft tone.”  Anamelia, put the book down, she didn’t want to go to the nowhere room.  She walked five minutes.  There she saw a chair which she sat on.  The book was under her feet. It had followed her.  Anamelia sat thinking.  “Shall I go to the nowhere room.  She finally decided to go and listen to the small book.”  The book told her, Pick me up quickly and I will show you to the nowhere room.  Follow my directions and do not lose this book.  If you lose the book or my voice” “You will be stuck in nowhere room forever. Anamelia, opened the door.  There she saw a big house.  It was in the corner. The house was an open backyard with big trees fenced around.  She entered the front door.  Inside the house was a small baby in his crib.  The book told her you can write this story.  You can write the house was empty and no one lived in the house for two years. She went in the master bedroom, It was huge and comfortable.  She saw the baby sleeping inside in his crib. Fair as white, chubby cheeks with big eyes.  Anamelia, went saw the big living room and the back door.  The big wide green trees in the backyard.  She decided to go out in the back.  She left her keys and her phone on the counter kitchen and went out in the back. When she shut the door behind her accidently she saw that she was locked outside.  She suddenly felt helpless. No one was outside. Not a soul. She quickly rant to the neighbors. She didn’t open.  Then she went to the house next door, she asked to call the lady that checked on the house, she didn’t have her number.  Now she had no choice but to call the rescuers and saviors.   She thought of the baby, she knew she must not waste time. She quickly called the rescuers, and they came in five minutes.  They had a long thin silver colored stick. They pressed in the door.  The back doors were open.  Anamelia went in.  She walked out of the nowhere room.  She felt really that she had been in nowhere. No one was around.  She was lost there.   There were big houses with trees.   She felt fear in the nowhere room.  Then she went and opened another door.  There were streaks of lightning.  It said, enter the nightmare lightning room.   She went and sat on a chair.  She started meditating.   She went into deep sleep.  She was dreaming now.  She saw an old man.  A lady.  She suddenly saw electricity, white lights like lightning running threw her body, pushing her from one wall to another,” She went flying across the wall into another room.  Anamelia woke up frightened. She left the room and thought she could write about the girl in the room with lightening”, but also the nowhere room.  She then sat still and tried to listen to her voice.
                                                                                      Copyright @Vinita Singh Nov 16, 2015

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