As I walked placidly through the empty house, I felt an iniquity all around me. As I walked through an empty hall I heard a quiet whimpering. The sound was like a small child crying herself to sleep. I started to pensively think about leaving this eerie house. But although I wanted to leave, I was resolute to figure out where the sound was coming from. I walked closer and closer towards the end of the hallway in which the sound was coming from. The whimpering became more manifest. After I reached the end of the hallway I could not see a door in which to open. As I wondered where to go, I began to have a strong conviction that the door was an obscurity. I began a long scrupulous search for the door. I found a knot in the wall. I held the knot and turned it clockwise. There was a long creaking noise, as the wall move inward. "It was a great expedient to be sagacious." I told myself. The wall opened all the way and imparted a young crying in the corner of the room. I vehemently ask the young girl what was wrong. As I studied her amiable semblance, she looked as though she needed a benefactor. She looked up at me with ostentatious eyes filled with tears and reiterated with a penitent voice over and over again, that someone had a conspiracy against her. I was trying to be very conscientious about what to say next. My aversion to what she had said caused torpor between us. After a little while I wanted to portend my alacrity to help her. The plausibility of what was happening caused an obstruction of my reality. My impetuous handle on reality was slowly drifting away. My integrity was gone. I became light headed and lost my proportionate. I woke up in a blurry hospital. This I know will effect my posterity.
