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Submitted to Contest #225
The Doppelgangers Megan awakes to the sound of her door being closed. When she looks out, the hall is empty. Something’s wrong. Even the attendants shouldn’t be here. No one should be roaming the halls at this time of night. Who’s closing doors this late? She hurries into her clothes, slips silently out of her room, and, with her shoes in her hand, tip-toes down the stairs. A full moon floods the hallway and the dark, shiny, wide-planked floors with a cold, blue-white light. In her socks, Megan glides smoothly across the floor, up to...
Submitted to Contest #222
Journey of Lessons I was hiking across the U.S. by myself. My adventures and misadventures had been many...some life-threatening. I hitched rides that scared the hell out of me, and traversed desert landscapes that almost killed me. Through it all, I remained pretty much me, the me who started this journey, months before. My travels were aimless, no direction sought, no direction found. Until Albuquerque, where I spent a few nights, off-the-road, with friends. One day, while my friends are out food shopping, I stay behind and relax in a ...
Submitted to Contest #220
The Doppelgangers The hot desert air is stifling. The temperature is triple-digits. Megan hurries across the twisted landscape as best she can. Her mouth feels like she just licked the top of a pool table. But, she is unexpectedly free, and must keep going. Moonlight will show her the way. Finding her bedroom door ajar, the keys to the outside door on a table, and nobody awake, is a godsend. She stumbles along through a desert landscape, just wanting to put distance between her and the institution. Slowing down to catch her breath, Meg...
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