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// Chapter 1 
// Story: The Glass Wall 
// by hammerhead6000 
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	I finally woke up after a sequence of waking up and falling back. I decide to sit up in my bed, and then just sat there staring at nothing in front of me. I turn my head to the right to look a my iPod sitting on the iHome on top of my dresser, well it's still there. So I decide to do what I do every weekend morning, reach over to my iPod and press the home button to see what time it is. The time is 12:23 on a Saturday, but I already knew it was Saturday. I pull my blanket off my lap and get my legs to hang off the edge of my bed. I'm still wearing my Markiplier pajama pants, so, like usual, I decide to keep them on until I need to change. I open the second drawer from the top and grab a shirt to wear. The shirt I grab just so happens to be the Space Doge one. I am basically a walking meme with most of the shirts I have.
Now that I’m dressed and standing up, I look at my headphones, which are sitting behind my iHome, and decide I’ll come back for them later and walk out my door. Down the hall I see my dad sitting on the couch watching TV. My mom is probably in their room on her laptop and my brother Ayden is probably still asleep. I enter the door on my right which leads to the bathroom. I do what I need to do and leave. I start walking down the hall towards the kitchen area of the living room.
As I’m walking down the hall my dad looks up and says, “Hi son.”
“Hi,” I say back and walk past him while looking at what he is watching. He’s watching a baseball game that’s between the Los Angeles Angels and some other team I don’t recognize. I stop to look at what’s in the pantry for something to eat. I see a small box containing apple cinnamon Nutri-grain bars and decide to eat one of those. After I unwrap the bar and throw away the wrapper I turn around and look into my parents room to see that my mom is in fact on her laptop.
She notices me and says, “Good morning, Cade,” while smiling.
I just say, “Morning,” and start heading back to my room to grab my headphones.As soon as I enter my room, I freeze because of what I see. What used to be my wall now appears to be a giant window or a glass wall, but I’m more freaked out by the fact that what’s supposed be on the other side of the wall is not. In fact it looks like an entire other world on the other side. I close my door behind me so I can think out loud.
“How can this be here er… what is it first of all?” I say. I look outside my window to check if the world I know is still out there.
“Okay, good everything is still here… well except for my wall and part of my sanity.”
“There’s something on the other side of the wall,” my brain tells me.
“There is? Oh shit, there is, I didn’t even notice, and it’s looking right at me, although it doesn’t look dangerous,” I ask myself “What is it?”
“It’s a pony,” my brain says.
“You sure, because I don’t recall ponies, or even horses for that matter, with very dark ‘light blue’ fur and a maroon and, I think, raspberry colored mane and tail.”
“What about fact that it looks a bit cartoonish?”
“That too.”
“Get closer.” My brain says as I start to walk towards the glass-looking wall. I notice the ‘pony’ on the other side does the same. I sit down on the corner of my bed closest to the wall. I start to move my hand towards the wall to touch it, but then stop right before I do because I think about all the movies that involve a character’s normal life being messed up because they touch a mysterious artifact. I retract my hand and remembered the ‘pony’ was watching the whole the time. I decide the next best thing to do is to tell someone about this, so I get up and head for the door. As I grabbing the door handle I look behind me to see the ‘pony’ is doing the same.
“Strange,” I say and I open the door and head out.
Well actually, I just step outside my room and say, “Hey uh, dad? Could you come look at this?”
I see him get up and start walking down the hall towards me, “What am I looking at?” he asks
“That,” I say as I point to the glass wall thing.
“What?” he asks
“That,” I say again.
“What? Is there something on your wall?
“It IS my wall. You don’t see all of that?” I ask, still pointing at the wall.
“See all of what?”
“That! The whole glass-looking wall thing,” I say using my hands to gesture to the whole wall. I also take note of the ‘pony’ doing a similar thing. In fact, I think he might also be talking someone
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,”
“Really?”
“Yes,” he answers. I just stand there with a blank face, thinking of what to do next.
I finally decide to say, “Nevermind then,”
“Are you okay?” he asks
“Yeah,”
“Sure?”
“I don’t know,”
“Alright, tell me if you need anything.” he says as he starts to leave.
“Alright,” I respond as I go back into my room and close the door. Damn, I thought that would work but, apparently, I’m the only one who can see it. Well, at least the only one on this side of the wall, the ‘pony’ can also see it and me. I sit down at the corner of my bed again and so does the ‘pony’.
“Should we try the ‘touching the mysterious artifact’ route?” my brain asks.
“I don’t know, maybe,” I say as I look up at the ‘pony’ who is technically sitting across from me. He is also looking at me. I don’t know why but, I wave to him, and much to my surprise he waves back, of course also shocked that I waved to him, or at least thats what I’m guessing from his facial expression which is surprisingly readable. Yeah, definitely not a pony from this world.
We both kinda just stare at each other for a little while before I finally say “Screw it I’m going to see what happens if I touch the wall.” I stand up and start to reach my hand forward. The ‘pony’ on the other side stands up and starts backing away from the wall, almost as if he knows what’s about to happen. I freeze for a moment to think if there are any other paths I could take. I can only think of two, the one I’m about to take and one where I just completely ignore it and try to continue on with my life. I think the one I’m about take might be a better option, but a small part of me disagrees. I just ignore that small part and continue.
“Well, lets do this,” I say.
My brain then screams “LEEROOOOY JENKINS!”
I laugh a bit then say “Shut up,” and move my hand forward to touch the wall. As soon as my hand makes contact, my environment changes.