Sunday, January 3, 2016

Visible for once

     "Hey Samson," I recognized the voice, but no one was there. It sounded awfully like my my mother.
      "Where are you?" I asked her. I felt a trap on my shoulder, but still no one was there.
      "Are you playing some kind of game?" My mom said. I took a deep breath. There was a possibility that I was hallucinating. It
It had happened once before. Yesterday, I had thought I saw an elderly lady with a stick abroad my home street, but when I looked again she wasn't there.
      "No, I can't see you at all."It was best to humor the hallucinations. They never did anything wrong to me and talking to them made me feel less crazy.
      " Are you blind? Honey, don't worry. " I could feel my mother's bosom against the side of my head, but she was not there.
      "No, I just can't see you. I can see everything else."
      "What does that mean?"
      "What's Samson doing?" My father asked from across the room, but when I looked, he also was not there. I could not see either one of them.
      "What's happening?" I screamed. The scary woman with the stock appeared as she cackled.
      "When I asked you for change, you pretended like you couldn't see me, now everyone is invisible to you."

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