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Hello?
by Rie Sheridan Rose
She came to me in my dreams again last night. I don’t know what she is looking for. It’s always the same,,,I am fast asleep and some premonition that I am not alone startles me awake.
I wake up, and there she is, like a broken doll, leaning over my bed. I’m not sure if her markings are tattoos, painted on, or her actual flesh. They are disconcerting in any case.
She stares at me with those enhanced eye-sockets and murmurs the single word. “Hello?”
I don’t know who she is looking for, but whatever I answer, it doesn’t satisfy her. I’ve tried, “Who are you?” “Why are you here?” Even, “What do you want?” But she says nothing else—just the single “Hello?”
To be honest, I fear the day she does reply. Her story would likely destroy what little sanity I have left. I’m sure Dr. Calston would say she is a figment of my neurosis. A manifestation of my insanity.
I wish she were.
I am more afraid that I am the figment of hers.
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Fiction © Copyright Rie Sheridan Rose
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
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