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Submitted to Contest #313
In the hazy place between sleep and awake, I hear the rushing of water calling my name. It thrashes and lashes at the edges of my consciousness the longer I ignore the siren song.I gasp as I sit up like a reanimated corpse, drenched in both sweat and the muddled morning light of my bedroom.My white cat simply emits a noise of annoyed apathy from the foot of my bed, very much used to and over this routine by now.“It happened again,” I tell her anyway.She chirps as if to say, “Obviously,” and resituates so her butt faces me instead.I deserved ...
The hammering I’d heard earlier wasn’t some overzealous couple, hellbent on a renovation that would inevitably turn into a demolition of this decrepit house at the end of the street, as I’d hoped.I cross my arms as I assess the new addition to the front window of the highly rumored haunted house.“A new piece of crappy wood covering the perpetually shattered window,” I compliment the dilapidated pile of sticks, “those teenagers will never get in now!”My sardonic smile fades as I turn to assess the gaping screen door where it hangs off its anc...
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