Underneath
the starry sky Mayganne lay, her hands behind her head looking up at
the distant twinkle of other suns. She always liked this time of the
night, just so that it was dark and the city itself wasn't sleeping,
just quiet at the moment. It was springtime in the city and the night
was still cool; she lay on the roof of her apartment and had her
digital audio player playing some podcast songs.
The
past several days felt strange and weird; it was like seeing
something through your eyes but from a distance. It was hard for her
to explain it to her mother, brother, or Mr. Donnelly. She had a
burst of anxiety the other day at school when she thought she saw a
huge black dog patrolling around the school. A sense of dread filled
her, she figured it was a Hound Of Ill Omen. Mr. Donnelly rushed out
and scared it away as he called animal control from his cellphone.
Things
are becoming weird.
Too
weird. Still, here at night on the rooftop she cleansed her mind of
the past few days' events and looked absently at the stars,
remembering weird vague dreams. And she was getting to that final
level of the video game that she had usurped from her brother. It was
cool and she was glad that she had stumbled upon it. She liked Maus.
Somehow she identified with that pixelated character and the
storyline as it unfolded.
I'm
becoming a gamer.
She
sat bolt upright as she heard the howl of a wolf...
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