"The Spiral Staircase"
Prologue
Downward...
A vast spiral staircase sprawled out before me.
Where are we going?
I was in a line, so to say. There were many others, most having the same expression I imagined myself with. And we were all walking slowly down the stairs. I take a step down, as the person in front of me has done so as well.
Looking down, all I see is darkness, there is no light. I take another step. Inquisitive, I look upward, there is light so bright that it is almost blinding. God... that hurt. It's like waking up in the morning to find your curtains pulled back and the sun right in your eye, only it's intensified to a much worse degree. But, for a reason unknown, I welcomed it.
There was a sudden click in my mind, and in the blink of an eye, I'm running upward -- pushing anyone and everyone out of my way, just so that I could reach the top. And then...
"Gyatso!! Get up for school!"
I heard my mother calling up to me.
Ow!
And there it was, the stupid, blinding sun - right in my eye. Damn curtain.
Today was the day of my final year at St. John Academy, and how I couldn't wait for it to be over so I can head off to a publichigh school. No, I don't mind the work, nor do I mind my teachers or my classmates. It the whole... religious atmosphere, how I loathed it. I can already picture what they'll say on the first day: "This is your final year, it's time for you to grow in faith and character and become closer to God." Ahh, public school children, I covet them. They're lucky, they don't have to sit through that. "Sit up straight. Fix your tie. Tuck in your shirt." I'm the type of person who doesn't like to be told what to do, which is rather unfortunate for when I go to school.
I threw on my uniform, which was a little wrinkled but I really didn't give a damn, combed my hair, grabbed some breakfast and lunch for later, and headed off toward school.
This year will be interesting (and not to mention a pain in the ass). Think I can skip a week or so for a bad case of senioritis?
I have, in fact, decided to go in a new direction. I'm straying away from my usual comedic fictions, and going into something a bit deeper. I mean no disrespect to any religious people in this.
This is the prologue, an introduction of sorts. The other chapters will be longer and more detailed. So, any good? Or should I just scrap this now? Review(?)
The Spiral Staircase.
--Cosmo.