The Cabinet
Every family in every town in every country on every continent has one. It’s a cabinet, not particularly odd, not out of place. The paint was peeling a bit on the corners and the knob was a bit loose. The inside smelled like dust and the paint wasn’t the same as the kitchen walls.
You hid in there once during a game of hide ‘n’ seek.
No one told you it doesn’t open back into your reality. Don’t worry, you can’t tell the difference.
But everyone misses you.
The Cabinet,
So THATS how I got here….dammit!
OH SHI–!!
i shivered.
Favorite one in a while, very short, very SIMPLE, and very thought provoking.
Niiice.
I’m creeped out.
Except, I can’t recall ever hiding in an old cabinet. Unless you count broom closets, and those weren’t painted.
…lul wut? I presume that it’s supposed to exit into this identical parallel universe…I just don’t know what the difference is meant to be, aside from your absence from the one you just left. And if everyone has exited the parallel universe of their birth, why aren’t they mostly awaiting the reader’s arrival? I could ponder this all day…
So where’s my parallel self?
The OP has misleadingly ascribed qualities which cabinets do not possess. Anyone in the know can tell you only reflective surfaces allow for such trasnport.
So that’s where my brother went
Ha! I have never hid in a closet!
DO THE HOME REALITY DANCE!
I love this story…Its short but it makes you think
Soooo. . . What about my parallel twin?
Does she come here? Because if she does then my family wouldnt miss me becasue she’s my exact double.
And does everyone in the next dimension over know that we switched? Or are they just as non-suspecting as my real family is?
Hmm, it really is a thinker.
It just seemed like something was missing when I read it.
I’m scared.
This one made me concerned. I hid in cabinets all the time.
Hahaha, sucks.
It’s fine, this reality has been good to me.
#9
Oh God, Well Done has spawned other irritating “mystery commenters”
this story sucks
This sounds like a good idea for a science fiction story or something. Definitely sounds like something Neil Gaiman would turn into a story, though.
I don’t understand the end. It can be misinterpreted so easily.
ZOMG B’AWW WHERES MY CHILDD!?
or wtfz no one sees me
And the first 3 sentences are kinda choppy. Makes me feel like I’m talking to an iraqi kid who barley knows english.
I don’t understand the end. It can be misinterpreted so easily.
ZOMG B’AWW WHERES MY CHILDD!?
or wtfz no one sees me
And the first 3 sentences are kinda choppy. Makes me feel like I’m talking to an iraqi kid who barley knows english.
Short, sweet, simple. Nice, effective.
But it reminds me of an epicly awesome post on /x/, where this person was requesting things for creepy notes– some of them were around these lines.
…esrevinu lellarap siht ni pu dedne I woh s’taht oS
Seems a nice twist on the classic urban legend. Then again, my English is wheat.
Manduwala? Is that even a name?
Devon, it’s a Tibetan colony in India where I used to live.