Treasure Map

Walking and growing, we found treasure maps of our lives. Sometimes we try hard to look for one. Other times it came to us as it was meant to be.



I found my treasure map when I was in kindergarten, when I was swinging and swinging. I follow the path and it led me to UCD medical school. Being blur and simple, I finish my first year. We had dissection first week and encountered death far before we know what leads to death. They represents human body to us and jokingly we said we have phobia with meat. Meat is still yummy but the cadavers become organs and bones. I misplace my laptop charger and why can't cdy's twelve tiny little milk teeth tell me where it is.

Story books told me there is a monster staying under my bed. It is where all my missing toys and things are. The monster was playing with my mop this morning and cried when I jumped on my bed. Curiosity kills a cat. And maybe the monster. I pulled up the bed sheet and found a ring, which the little boy in the neighbourhood used to propose. No I was joking but I found some dust, covering a door lead to some wonderland I think. I put down the bed sheet again and ignore the dust.

I finish mopping the stairs and wanted to disturb the dog that was left in the study room. He looked at me when I opened the door, with sparkling big big eyes. That is when I found out a pool of yellowish water and looked back at him. Cleaning that pool of urine led me to poos that were scattered around. Mopping the floor twice led me to more urine around the room. This treasure map is not fun and funny, at all.



Maybe I should go for a treasure hunt one day to find my prince.