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I love my backyard.
I have a beautiful garden, nicely cut grass, and just such lovely scenery.
I often go out there to relax and to escape the struggles of every day life. I don't know how, but whenever I enter my backyard, I feel like nothing even happened. I feel like I'm in a completely different world.
Then one day, I was devastated when I found out that me and my family had to move.
"NO!" I begged and pleaded my mother. "We can't!"
"Come on honey. We're just moving a little bit further down. Not that far. We just need a bigger house, is all"
Anger slowly began to build up inside of me.
"NO! We are not moving no matter what!" I blurted out.
My mother gave me a stupid look.
"NO!" I shouted. "WE ARE NOT LEAVING THIS FUCKING HOUSE AND THAT'S FINAL!"
Of course, I wasn't able to convince my mother, and a few weeks later, we all settled in a huge ugly house on the other side of town.
"Isn't it beautiful sweety?" My mother asked me.
"HELL NO!" I shouted.
"That's it Marsha. Your behavior is totally unnecessary. Perhaps you should go see a therapist" My mother said.
I was ready to fucking light the entire house on fire and escape back to MY old house to see MY backyard, but a few days later, I was trapped in this therapist's office.
"Good afternoon, Marsha," my therapist first told me. I shrugged and said, "Good afternoon".
"Your mother has been giving me lots of complaints about your social skills. What's the matter?"
"WHAT'S THE MATTER?!? I WAS FUCKING SEPARATED FROM MY ENTIRE LIFE THAT'S WHAT!"
The therapist just nodded as if he had no personality at all.
"I MEAN!" I sighed. "We used to have this lovely backyard and..."
"You're feeling nostalgic about that?" the therapist interrupted.
What a dumbass.
"Yes I'm feeling nostalgic! DON'T INTERRUPT ME!" I screamed.
The therapist chuckled.
"Well the solution to your problem is simple. You just need to take weekly drives by your old house"
I frowned at him.
"And how does that help? I want to BE in my backyard again!"
"You'll see" the Therapist added.
When I got home I was pissed. How was simply driving by my old house going to help me relieve my nostalgia. Oh well I thought. I suppose I'll try.
"Mom! I'm going out for a bit!" I called.
My mom rushed downstairs with a worried look on her face.
"Um. Heh heh. Where are you going exactly?" she choked.
"I'm just going to drive by our old backyard. Won't be long." I said.
My mom swallowed hard.
"I'm afraid I can't let you do that." she said in a shaky voice.
"WHY THE HELL NOT?!?" I yelled.
"Because, um, you have a lot of chores to do!" she added.
"You know mom, sometimes I wonder if you're trying to hide anything from me."
Later that night, while everyone was asleep, I sneaked out of the house, got into my car and drove all the way back to my old house. I stopped in front of it, and looked through the fence at my old backyard. What I saw was disgusting.
My garden was completely destroyed, the grass was tall enough to reach my knees, and there was a lot of dirt patches everywhere. It was just disgusting for me. But what was worst of all was that I heard voices coming from the backyard. They sounded like they were saying Why did you abandon us Marsha. Why?
Nervously, I opened the gate to my backyard and took a step inside, and I was surprised to see that my backyard was slowly turning back into its original form.
At first I was confused, almost creeped out. But then I realized what was going on! Oh yes, I knew exactly what was going on!
My mother was trying to keep me away from my own kingdom!