What happened that night?_Tin Can Camping_Hell and Back_The Tower
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What happened that night?
I wake up, where am I? I'm laying on something, it's soft. I open my eyes. I'm in bed. The bed is nicely arranged which tells me that I did not sleep under thwww.onedoor.cce covers. I try to lift my head, but I can't. I lift my hand to rub my now aching head.“Where am i?” I see my hand, it's covered in liquid. I squint, not being able to see well, I don't know what it is. I close my eyes against the fact that my head is now throbbing. I pull my hands close to me, trying to lift myself off the bed and into an upright position. I make it half way then my head hits the top of the bed and I stay there, eyes shu...
Tin Can Camping
Tin Can CampingIn the early 70’s my parents bought a lot in Wisconsin on Lake Kegonza, a very Indian name, but that’s those Wisconsin Indians for you. My parents were so proud of their purchase and invited us all to come stay a night at their summer retreat. The small quarter acre lot had a trailer parked under the one and only pine tree on the property. My work-a-holic husband actually asked for a few days off from his job. We packed our bags and went. After all it was a free vacation and that’s all we could afford. Our children were four and six, so I packed suitcases full of clothes, bathi...
Hell and Back
The hall clock in the center of the station chimes, marking the new hour. The clock reads 9:00 am, even though there is no sun in sight. In this realm, night and day are one and the same.“Next!” I shuffle to the front of the line.“Where to?” I am so occupied with leaving this hell hole that the thought of where I am going does not even cross my mind." Uh, heaven?” The ticket handler rolls his eyes.“The Asphodel Meadows. The train is coming now.” I take the ticket from his hand and make my way to where the train is supposed to arrive. I note that this train station is eerily silent. There is no...
The Tower
It stood, menacing in the gloom of the overgrown garden. The tower that love had built was now abandoned, forlorn. No one would come to visit now that the building was empty and full of shadows. Once it had been beautiful, grand and majestic, painted white and gold with splashes of green vine, and red flowers. Once, it held life, and joy and hope. Now after so many years it has taken on a new feel, one of bitterness, loneliness, even fear. No one went near it anymore and in the absence of love it had soured.Strange noises could be heard at night, emanating from the broken windows. Scratches,...