A Day in the Park, Prologue, Second Draft

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I don't even remember if posted the first draft into this community or not. But this is the second draft of "A Day in the Park"

May 2006 is when i first laid eyes on you--do you remember that? I was fifteen at the time, a freshman in high school, a shy, curious thing. 1

We did not say much of anything the first meeting. Just a wave of the hand. I was too nervous and too shy to initiate the first move, so I waved. Just waved and went back to Christian and my sister.2

I remember getting back up again and getting on the vacant swing next to you and taking off, my headphones sliding down my ears. They stayed around my neck as I attempted to follow you wherever you were headed--if you were headed anywhere. Just as I was getting into the feeling of my flying, Christian said it was time to leave and I was disappointed.; I couldn't wait to see you again. As far as my memory tells me, that didn't happen in 2006.3

~4

2007--To be honest, I was overwhelmed when I saw you that second time. A cacophony of songs exploded in my mind--"Judgement"(as performed by Faith and the Muse), "Fallen Angel", "Life will never be the same again", and "5 Jahre", all by L'Âme Immortelle; "My Last Breath", "My Immortal" and "Missing" by Evanescence.5

I dropped what I was doing--pushing a girl on the swing, I think--and came over to you. I was dumbfounded; I didn't know what to say or how to act. I didn't know that you would captivate me so strongly--but that's a good thing.6

We talked for a little bit about stuff. I had asked you about things of the past--things i just barely remember now. I also remember that one of the girls I was with was trying to pull me away from you. I was stuck, I had to keep going. I wanted to keep talking to you. I almost felt like I had to as an obligation to myself. An obligation that I enjoyed doing. (Believe me, I'm not using you. I don't use people. Other people might, but I don't. That's a wrong, selfish thing to do.) I didn't talk to you the last time, I felt obligated to do so this time around. I didn't do what I did because I had to, I did because I wanted to. That's the difference.7

~8

2008 came along and I was somewhat able to focus on the task at hand. I was listening to "Angels" by Within Temptation. I was swinging, slowly fading into the world that was my music--rich sounds, richer than before. Christian asked me if I remembered you. I did, and still do.9

We did not talk that third time. I wish we had. I was afraid, I guess. I was afraid to leave my world and pull you out of yours. I shouldn't have been. 10

I think I know better now. I shouldn't be afraid. And I'm not. Not anymore.11

~12

2009--I hope for the best in 2009. I hope to see you again. I just want you to know that I never meant to scare you (if I did) at all.13

I had a dream recently, and I believe dreams will come true. 

Crabby Ghoul

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“Are you crabby today?”

 

“No.” Jadzia smiled at her coworker for reassurance.

 

Ten minutes later…

 

“I swear you look crabby today.”

 

Jadzia glared at her coworker. “I’m telling you Trisha. I’m not crabby.”

 

Later, during their lunch break, Jadzia noticed Trisha staring at her from across the table. I swear to the gods, if she say, ‘crabby’ one more time, I’ll rip her freaking head off!

 

“You look so crabby Jadz…”

 

Jadzia leapt across the table, and ripped Trisha’s head off, in just one bite.

 

Um, I guess I was a bit crabby after all, but I’m feeling much better now, thought the happy ghoul as she gulped the rest of her coworker’s body.