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My Impossible House

It was on my 13th birthday, the first time I walked through the doors,

“We waited until you were old enough before we deemed it time”

Then I was shown inside the house, and it was really something quite sublime,

There were no cupboards, no wardrobes, no shelves or chests of draws.

It seemed like a regular house from the outside, the kind on any street,

But the rooms were in their hundreds, all 100 by 100 feet.

“This house,” my parents said “there’s even more than it may seem…”

“You can immediately have somebody here, it’s like magic or a dream”

“Anytime you want a friend to come, they’ll be here at your command”

“Anyone, from anywhere you can think of, will be here if you demand”

The first few days were crazy, I had 10 friends round each day,

The house even had a games room, where my friends and I would play.

My 14th birthday arrived, and something odd occurred,

I wished that the house be better, and it was like it really had heard.

I found I could jump between each room, I imagined, and I was there,

But also, each room was a different game, it was like my own funfair.

I played alone, and I played with my friends, it seemed impossible to get bored.

There always seemed to be a room I hadn’t yet explored.

My 15th came and I was overwhelmed, what could possibly improve this year,

Now I could see every room at once, music even played in my ear.

I was spoilt for choice, I would play a game daily, while my music followed me around,

Then my friends could play with me from home, they needn’t even come round.

With everything I could want in the house, I started to get unwell.

Months of rejecting the outdoors, it was like I’d been forming my own shell.

My parents advised that I take some time away, and I took that advice quite gladly.

I regained my strength and the house did too, but I missed it all so badly.

My 16th approached and I was almost recovered, I couldn’t wait to see what would be new.

The day came and I leapt up from my bed and went to the window to see the view.

What I saw was everybody, my friends, family, everyone I knew.

Any window I now looked out of; I could see what they were doing.

My best friend was playing football, my cousin was canoeing.

It was so overwhelming, but then I started to grow sad.

They all looked like they were having fun, I wish I had what they had.

I turned away from the windows as my sadness grew,

But soon enough I turned right back, there was nothing else to do.

I was bored of the games, I wanted something real, like the people had outside.

I could no longer have fun in the house, no matter how hard I tried.

My 17th was looming, and the update became a dread.

I just wish there was something outside, out there for me instead.

I turned 17, and low and behold, the house added something more.

I now controlled everything in my room, there’s nothing I need move for.

The ceiling in the house kept rising, yet it felt like the walls closed in.

It had been so long since I’d felt the air, I couldn’t feel my skin.

For the year, I didn’t leave the room, why would I, there was nout for me out there,

Besides I wouldn’t know what to do, I didn’t know how I would fare.

My birthday approached and I had a big think, something had to be done.

The updates were changing me for the worse, faster than I could outrun.

My birthday arrived and I stepped up to the front door,

I’m 18 now, an adult. I can’t make excuses anymore.

Before the update took hold, I opened the door, and left, never looking back.

The breeze rolled across my face, the sky was clear and pitch black.

I was feeling real air, I was hearing real sounds, and saw a real view.

It wasn’t a horrible house, not really, but it did something bad to you.

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