Greg Rosen- Unsupervised.
Trapped
A building by the airport is a place where nightmares are made. Having heard the stories I regretfully decided to check it out. Entering, I found secret rooms and passageways and some rooms appeared to have no way out after you entered them! Frantically, I looked for a way out, but there was none. I resolved I was a prisoner, trapped in a bizarre maze never again to see the light of day. The fear was beyond description, but oddly my wife was perfectly content roaming around, oblivious as to the danger we were in. I also noticed we were not alone, there were people everywhere so when I finally found a door that looked like a way out I screamed “Follow me if you want to live!” As I reached for the door my wife grabbed my arm and said, “You know, IKEA has those really good meatballs, shall we go upstairs and get some?” After getting something to eat I met a group of people who meet in the IKEA cafeteria daily to provide counseling to other survivors and they safely showed me the way out. God Bless you guys and all the work you do. Because of you…I’ll be just fine.
Greg Rosen is a humor writer, Realtor, father and husband. Questions or
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