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Prisoner Zero has escaped
God switched to first person view by mistake, saw he was stuck on a wall and left.
Whose eyes are those eyes?
I dream a lot. In my dreams, older me visits me in a time machine. He doesn’t look like me at all. His time machine has a lot of buttons. I think if you push one a shower or some shampoo or something comes out. I asked older me how it works and he said you could go see dinosaurs or even go back to when cavemen were around. He asked me what I am bad at in school and I said I am bad at math. He told me there was a switch that would make me really good at math. I tried to push it once but he got mad. He said I had to work hard and get better by myself.
That was the only time he got mad at me. After he stopped being mad he was super nice so I was happy. He told me about the girl I was gonna marry. That’s a secret. I asked him about God. He told me God is real. I think He’s real too. My Mom said God is always watching, and He’ll make you go to hell if you do bad things. So I can absolutely never do bad things. I have to be nice to my little sister too. Mom told me God doesn’t watch you do bad things, but that it’s a scary man instead. The scary man is the whose eyes are those eyes monster. He makes you go to hell if he sees you. God’s eyes and whose eyes are those eyes are in the sky, the ceiling, the walls, and there’s a lot of them in my school and they’re watching me no matter what. So I think I have to do a lot of good things like studying and other things because of that. It’s embarrassing though because they watch me even when I do things like go to the toilet or take a bath.
Also, ever since I was little, I could close my eyes and dream sometimes even though I wasn’t sleeping. It was like the inside of my head was like a video game or a manga. But when I do that the whose eyes are those eyes monster comes out so I don’t want to do that. I asked my Mom and she told me not to do it. But while I’m writing this essay I asked older me in my dreams to tell me more about the time machine but he said I knew everything. He wouldn’t tell me more stuff because I’m just a kid. So from now on I want to do lots of good things so I can beat whose eyes are those eyes.
