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Big Doors Can Change Little Minds

Strengthening your mind and standing your ground even when your weak, in constantly changing circumstances. By Estar Marie clay-Osborne

By Estar MariePublished 4 years ago 3 min read
Door Entrence In Washington D.C By Estar Marie clay-Osborne

At some point everything was eventually going to change, will I be ready? will I be strong enough to choose?.

Sometimes the days got so long and drawn out with the same routine I'd sit thinking to myself would I have done something different if this very day I'm experiencing "Right Now" would've happened 10 maybe 20 years back?

Boom Boom Boom...every light in the streets gone out, increased sounds of death and Explosions going off in the distance while Loud ravaging demands roar throughout all the streets, neighborhood doors one by one getting Banged atrociously for the inner most dire souls of people.

All I could think was, I was next! I can't stay here, but I can't leave either.

Fear creeping in as always doing all the decision making, being my Anonymous, but known gripper to always cause my fatal tragedy or possible leap of faith.

Breathing in ...

Breathing out...

I had made my choice to look back for a moment and remember what the old me would have done in the sweet old life, only to laugh redemptively . "This is the old life, & I am" the old me" looking back would make me nonetheless a younger, stupider, "little-minded", version of myself with passion and nothing to lose, thinking of this in shock I had a bit of hope to now move forward into the situation at hand.

Boom Boom Boom

Open up!

Boom Boom Boom

Where only here to keep you safe!

Frozen in Confusion I had known these people weren't to be trusted, what good could come of this uproar they had caused!

With no hesitation the door goes Bursting open as I'm darkly welcomed by "lost Men & lost Woman" Suited with weapons and Armory made from out of this world.

Boldly with my knife and a large year old bottle of wine in hand, I stand there with "nothing to lose" but only one Humane tear to roll down my tough, rough, round cheek as my comfort.

Daddy! saying my children, they fretfully walk up to the door with, lil blind Grandma, I know you said to hide! but were scared! immediately I turn and grab the kids.

We need to know whose side you're on Now! whose side are you on, Screaming the Armed men.

Then in Quiet Courage I speak dropping my knife and bottle, saying, In an Age where we Could be standing together for our Families, our histories, our humanity today I "choose to stand" for "free-will choice" something my Wife chose to fight for, "the real war"you should be fighting for against those Evil ruler's

fighting to "dehumanize" you & your own people, your "Lost Men & Lost woman" and I want no part of it. I , I believe this! So Go"Go Now"and never return to this doorstep!

"Bang" wounding me I get a hard hit to the face, falling down, the children and Grandma screaming.

Your Wife is serving the enemy of the state! Kill him! Saying one of the Armed Woman

No, saying there Leader Mark her doorstep! Put up His and everyone in their households, Proclamation, All their Rights, freedoms, identity's, daily living, and transports will all be permanently from Society as of Now,

"All Tribune" will be notified

your safety/ survival will no longer exist, you are an enemy of the state .

Opening my eyes I'm overly relieved for my life and my family's

Breathing in ...

Breathing out ...

Now looking up I see my Neighbor opening his door and being escorted by the "Lost Men and Woman", he was oddly happy that his partner was destroyed by THESE Men, almost as if he was in some hypnotic state.

I tightly hold my kids and blind Grandma as I lay on the ground. Finally their Leader tells them to collect themselves just as one of the Men walk pass, giving a cold laugh sarcastically saying, it's a "New Age Honey and your whole life just changed". I look in disgust but grateful to not be a part of their evil.

Humanity

About the Creator

Estar Marie

God & I have seen a few paths in life and in and the end of the day fiction or real , spiritual or physical it's all about an experience, if there's an audience & they appreciate the experience told they will understand the story given

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