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 Created on 2-5-08
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I tossed and turned, feeling heaviness sit upon my shoulders. In a darkened doorway, I could hear a distant voice calling.
"Benjamin. Benjamin, I’m right here." Such a lovely voice.
"I can’t see you! Where are you?"
"Right in front of you! Come to me!"
"I can’t see you!"
"Come to mother!"
"Mother, where are you?"
"Benjamin. Benjamin!" The voice faded, and I was left alone, in a jungle of voices, each one calling out to me. I was so lost and confused. Who was I going to trust in a sea of distrusting individuals?
My head was hot and clammy. With my eyes open, I saw the hallway and a figure standing above the stairs.
"Benjamin!" It cooed. I couldn’t tell whether or not I was awake or asleep. I felt as if I had been lifted from my dreams, but thrust into something darker, more terrible than I could possibly ever imagine.
"Benjamin!" I wanted to see who it was, but I was so frightened of the realm of sleep that I was in. I could call out. I couldn’t make any noise. The figure stepped towards me. "Benjamin…" A voice I knew. "Benjamin…" Marie.
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