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Wednesday, December 7, 2005


   Chapter 3. Enjoy! ^_^




The World Of Worlds
Chapter: 3
As soon as I told Aamiya about what I had experienced, I instantly regretted it. Aamiya is tall, blonde, extremely thin, blue-eyed, and wild. She's a great person to be around, until you discover that is she is intelligent, and she has an uncanny knack for always being right. Always. Unfortunately, today just happened to be the day that she was the most intelligent. So, naturally, she found the situation to be more complex.
The results she gave me that day I seriously believed to be insane, but as I said, Aamiya is almost always right, and we explored her theory at her house after school the following day.
"What you experienced in the world you created is actually not just an imagination run wild," She lectured me matter of factly as we sat in her "lab" which was actually more of a room in her basement, "it's actually a whole different dimension made by brain waves. But if you study this theory properly, you would discover that the different dimensions are all tightly knit together by the same brain waves coming off of different children."
I scowled at her. Only she was the type of teenager that would use the term 'children' most of the time in place of 'kids'. She ignored my looks stuck some deranged looking suction cups to my forehead.
"And how does this relate back to my problem?" I yawned, still scowling at her.
She sighed impatiently, apparently annoyed that she needed to explain something so 'simple', " When I say 'tightly knit' I mean that the dimensions or small worlds form together to form a great one. This means that one world fuses to another, and another. However, the person from the other worlds can not get through to yet another world without using a portal. These portals open every hour or so. So, it allows other people into your abyss aka world to put anything up or raid it. Unortunately enough, there is no time limit to how long they can stay in one world. They can stay there as long as they like."
I snorted and rolled my eyes. She was basically explaining to me that this whole thing was a waste of my time. My world was completely blank. What would anyone want with a blank world? It all seemed incredibly confusing to me.
"So what? I say let them. Besides, even if they did decide to raid it, they'd be sadly dissapointed. It's as blank as a dusty white peice of parchment. It's not like I ever bothered putting anything up they would ever want. Who cares anyhow? I don't use it after all, why not let them have their fun?" I asked, trying to deepen my scowl.
Aamiya seemed taken aback by my lack of interest, but soon recovered and began to lecture me once more.
"Because," she scoffed, "nobody besides the real designer of the world is supposed to mess with its makeup. To mess with another world's design besides your own could clash with the designings of the world you tampered with. This could cause it to detroy itself, trap the person who messed up the world in their own world, or trap everyone in all the worlds, generally the ones of their own creation. Plus, if the world destroys itself, it could destroy the entire World of Worlds. If such a thing were to happen, the people who own the worlds could become mentally destroyed."
Pausing, I winced at her words, "Then if it's so dangerous... why are you sending me back?"
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Cliff hanger! Sorry guys, it would have been too long otherwise. So there you go. I personally like this chapter. It shows you what a brat Trinah can actually be. Aamiya is really based on one of my friends named Amanda, who claims not to be smart but actually is. I hope you enjoy you're day! ^_^
!*~Kayla~*!




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