Thursday Photo Prompt # Writephoto ; Invitation: March 1/2019

Use the image below as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, by noon (GMT)  Wednesday 6 th March and link back to this post with a pingback to be included in the round-up.  There is no word limit and no style requirements, except to keep it fairly family friendly.

Every day he passed by this gate. It was always deserted. A little bit ajar, but not a soul in sight. He always wanted to push at the gate to see if it would open. He had an urge to look inside to see what and who was in there. In his mind he would weave stories about what he would find in there if he open that gate and ventured in. And one day he got a surprise. The gate was open, all the way. As if inviting him in.

He peeked in and saw a wild, unkempt garden. The hedges were overgrown and merging into the surrounding trees. In fact it looked as if a green living wall was behind the gate with no way of going through it. As if driven by some urge, he went in the gate and looked for a way to get across the wall of hedge and trees.

With a loud clang, the gate shut behind him. He turned around to see who had closed the gate but there wasn’t anyone there. Just an eerie silence. It was unnerving and to be honest, a bit scary too. He thought that he should turn back but his feet were taking him forward, unwillingly and mindlessly. As if his body was under a spell. He could reason and think rationally but his body was behaving like it had a will of its own.

As he neared the green hedge, it parted to make way. He stepped across it and now he could see what was behind it. He couldn’t believe his eyes.

It was as if he was standing outside the castle of sleeping beauty. All the details matched with the one he had seen in the movie when he was ten years old. Trying to control his excitement he reached out to open the main door when it started to rain.

The cold water jerked him out of his sleep. He opened his eyes to see his younger sister squirting water into his eyes with a spray bottle.

It was a dream. He took a deep breath in relief. His sister got a piece of his mind for being so impertinent and he got ready for work. On the way to work, passing the gate he saw that it was open. As if he had stepped back into his dream!

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Thursday Photo Prompt; Invitation #Writephoto



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