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  Sadako Kogo posted to guest book of Writer's Group
  September 7, 2023, 10:50 pm to Public
  Can I join. Here is something short I wrote a few years ago.
  
  
  Malo’s eyes drifted off into the darkness again. For the past eight hours, he had been staring out the window viewing the night sky. Cars quickly drove by glaring their lights, nearly blinding him. Just the noise alone that came from the cars was bothersome. On top of that, his legs hurt from the long drive, but he tried not to care. Soon he would be sleeping in a warm hotel bed, and the comfort would be far greater than the irritating discomfort he was feeling now. He could rest his eyes, stretch out his legs, and maybe even get a few hours of sleep. Thinking about it only made the discomfort worse. He leaned forwards as the car stopped in front of an intersection. Cars honked as they passed by. After a long pause, the car started to drive again. The dashboard glowed, casting a light that was nearly overwhelming at this time of night. Not only did he hurt, but his mind hurt from all the waiting. Twenty minutes had passed by, and they were not even halfway there. His legs felt stiffened as if the blood in his legs had been boiling. His feet felt numb and tight, but there was nothing he could do about it. Calmly he blinked as his darkened hair softly fell nearly covering his eyes. Malo watched as his mom slowly looked back and smiled at him, “Try to get some sleep,” A car honked loudly, but he was not affected by its disturbance. Once again Malo tried to shut his eyes. This time he nearly fell asleep without any disruption, but then his phone buzzed. He wanted to sleep, but at the same time it felt impossible in these circumstances. Quickly Malo opened his eyes as if he had no desire to sleep. And because there was nothing to do, he reached down for his phone and turned it on. Malo glanced at the time on his phone. The time was exactly 2:30. It was at that moment that something felt wrong. There was a loud ringing sound so loud that all other noises sounded like whispers. The black night sky had abruptly changed into a red burning aurora that was sickening to look at. Worst of all there was something like a burning red lightning that blazed through the streets. The power of the blast was so strong that it ripped the car door clean off. Malo landed on the cold cement with his phone still in his hand. The screen was cracked, but that was the least of his concerns. The pain that had been a discomfort, was now throbbing pain. He rolled hoping to stop the aching, but it did nothing. It was unlike any pain he had ever experienced. In-fact, it felt like torture. His eyes became so blurry that it hurt just to look out of them, but he had to gaze to see if his mom was alright. With his legs badly bruised all he could do was crawl. Because his strength was fading so rapidly, he had to clasp his bleeding hands on the ground just to pull himself towards his mother. Malo breathed heavily and struggled to let any words escape from his mouth. “Mom!” There was no reply, only the ringing in his ears. All his strength was wasted and Malo could not do anything but allow himself to collapse on the cold cement. In that moment the ringing suddenly stopped and he felt something click in his mind as if someone had just flipped a switch. As he rested on his back he tried to open his eyes just to see something that would provide a little hope. Unexpectedly, there was someone there. A young man looked down at Malo and he was not at all frightened by the strange event that had just happened, “What is your name?” There was a moment of silence before Malo was able to say anything, “Malo.” He let out a large cough as the man began to dial for help. When the emergency vehicles arrived Malo was gently placed on a stretcher and he was carefully carried into the back of an ambulance. The doors shut and Malo could finally shut his eyes.
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