Elaine_Saying good-bye._The Heat_Ten Seconds of Confusion
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Elaine
Elaine was calling the police station for the fifth time this week. Their complacency frustrated her. She felt ignored and sensed a level indifference in their tone every time she identified herself on the line. But they were not in her shoes and the kind of apprehension and fear she felt daily was eating away at her. However the police lacked empathy because as usual, they only felt a sense of urgency when a matter affected one of their own. She stayed on the line for fifteen minutes waiting for someone who had the patience and was willing to explain to her over again that the matter was und...
Saying good-bye.
“It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same” She told me. I asked her then. “How much do you remember, or how much have you forgotten?”Jenny screwed up her nose and peered at the house“It does look the same, but there is an eeriness about it now. Perhaps my parents never left, perhaps they still roam the hallway at night!”“Well we can find out because it has been turned into a B and B now. We need somewhere to stay tonight, how about we stay here?”Jenny gave May a quizzical look. She remembered the day she had left and the enormous argument sh...
The Heat
The heat that day was sweltering. It was a forceful kind of heat. The kind where it was most uncomfortable to breathe, and the inner lwww.onedoor.ccining of one’s nose burned with each and every inhale. It was a heat that engulfed a person, like the way a predator captures its prey. It was a dangerous foe that swiftly and painfully could end a life sooner than expected. This weather was the kind that made the quaint town of Hollowfield slow down and time stand still. The children that once played in the street were confined indoors. The elderly couple that would drink fresh lemonade on their porch swing whi...
Ten Seconds of Confusion
All I heard was a steady beeping.The steady beeping of what though? I wondered. It wasn’t a bird, that was for certain, though if it were it would likely be a new species. It wasn’t a person either as far as I could tell, it was too rhythmic, too.. machine-like. Machine. Machine. It was the beeping of a machine. But what machine?One second has passed. Nine seconds remaining.One second has passed? Surely that was longer than a second. Surely.“Umm… I think there’s been a mistake. That was much longer than a second. Oh, and where am I anyway? Prison?” I conjectured.“There has been no error Daniel...