Just Under the Bed

So where did it go, that object I was desperate for?
Desperate to the point that I forgot it, once I looked under the bed. Once I realized what I was looking at shouldn't have been there.

A glowing light, soft leaves under the bed frame. What the...?

I placed a hand in to feel the leaves, to feel the warmth of that light. That light that gave more than the feeling of a fine summer day. It called me, like home. Come in, you're one of us.

Enter.

Crawling under, I slipped into my new world.

And found Home.