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Seventh Dimension – The Door, YA Fantasy, by Lorilyn Roberts
Here is a monologue of the main character that is absolutely unpublished anywhere else. I hope your readers will enjoy it.
A Monologue From the Main Character of The Seventh Dimension
Meet Shale Snyder.
Who is Shale Snyder? At twelve, or fourteen, or seventeen? Does it matter?
My parents didn't understand me. In fact, no one understood me. They picked at me. They even had a psychiatrist to conduct a whole bunch of stupid tests on my brain to figure out why I was so – now, what's that word again? Incorrigible, that's it. Well, I beat that guy at his game. I deliberately fudged the answers both times. They didn't care what was wrong with me. Why didn't they ask me? AND they could have listened to me. Now that's a new concept for adults.
The psychiatrist had no answers, only saying I had one undiscovered talent. Actually, he turned out to be a pretty fair guy, but I will let you read the story instead of spoiling it for you. Of course, then my parents wanted him to tell them what that one talent was. As if that's all I had that made me worth something. That's my secret, and you will know it when you read The Seventh Dimension.
But here is a hint—Baruch (the donkey) understood me better than anybody. If you haven't read The Donkey and the King, maybe that's not enough of a clue. Of course, the king knows my gift; he gave it to me. I have now given you two hints.
If it wasn't for the king, I would have failed miserably not only at school but at life. Why? Because I didn't know what I didn't have. How can you know you don't have something if you've never had it? Adults need to learn more about that four-letter word. There is even a song that says, "What the world needs now is love, sweet love..."
Whoever wrote that got it right. I bet the king didn't have to go to such extremes to convince her of what the world needed—and what I needed. Well, actually he did. The king pulled out all the tricks in his great book. No, I don't know that it was a girl who wrote that song, but girls seem to know more about such things.
Back to that special talent I have—one other tidbit I can share with you without giving away my story: Dogs are man's best friend. Have you ever wondered why dog is God spelled backwards? The underlings didn't win that battle, though they dreadfully tried. Enough of that. I don't want to spoil things or have you think ill of me.
Whenever I start to succumb to the powers of darkness I break out in a cold sweat, crumbling to the floor in fear. I can't help myself that I am so emotional. Then I catch myself and remember the king beat those underlings on that frightful night.
Now that I am on the other side of this great adventure, I see it isn't the king who makes us miserable. Misery never ends, does it? That is, if you are like me. Those beastly underlings never give up. They know humans all too well, how weak and gullible we are. They still keep trying to mess with me. I am learning not to listen to those dreadful voices that tell me I am no good.
There is one bit of unfinished business from my story that still needs to happen before I can write the ending. Someday I want to find my good friend who I left behind in The Seventh Dimension. I already miss him so much. At least Much-Afraid made it back with me.
Will I ever see Baruch and Lowly again? Maybe not this side of the garden, not unless I can figure out a way to cross back. Dimension traveling isn't as easy as you might think.
Cherios will always be my favorite—such an example of sacrifice, bless her soul. And Worldly Crow, I have already met him since I returned. He is everywhere—just my kind of luck, right? Actually, this is his home, too. So sad; as if I didn't have enough misery.
I must tell you this. I won't wish away the years anymore. Sometimes your wishes come true, and things might not be as they seem. You may not like it, or at least parts of it. But then, you can't take the good without the bad. I need to remember, there is goodness here just like in The Donkey and the King. But I won't find it unless I look because it's hidden underneath all the gook that's crammed in the nooks and crannies of my little world, and yours, too.
If only Daniel will be there in three years…I must prepare to meet him again. I miss him so much….