Lisa woke up lying on the floor and stood up and looked around her room. No, make that looked at her room. It was like her room was painted onto the back wall. She looked around herself and saw that the only thing in any direction was this one continuous wall that seemed to have the entire world painted on it - sometimes continuous, sometimes not. For instance, she could see right next to her room on one side was the hallway. On the other side however was her school playground.
She could see that out her window was the back yard, but it wasn't actually there, just a painting.
Then, her mom walked into the room, like a moving picture she vanished behind the perspective of the wall and then reappeared as she came through the door into the room.
"Mom?" Lisa asked.
Wed Oct 27 07:16:16 2004