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Writer Caitlyn C. Cooper
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Caitlyn C. Cooper
Sep 6, 2017
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John Simmons was a mailman by day, park walker by night. Easiest job during the day, easiest hobby at night. And he wouldn't have life any other way. No, sir or madam. No, sir or madam, he wouldn't.copyright protection9PENANAalKCV8D6eV

It was a hot night, a humid night, one where the humidity hung in the air like whip scorpions on strings, and one where the park lamps glowed brighter than the spark from an empty lighter.copyright protection9PENANAvQKA5iyg4R

John didn't not like the heat. But he didn't like the humidity. It wasn't not humid enough, for lack of a better phrasing. Made him feel terrible. He was going to have to cut this walk short. A shame.copyright protection9PENANA9nNaicGR3r

But, he was tired. Bed was calling.copyright protection9PENANACdNmQJvuPJ

He took a fork in the path, and it took him past a homeless man, and he “took” a nap on a bench. Contrary to popular belief, homeless folks don't use newspapers as blankets. They use their contentment.copyright protection9PENANAqkzaVFttVx

The walkway ran beside an embankment beside the woods beside his shortcut to the place he resided in. It was dark, but not dark enough to hide. Unless you didn't exist. Which John wasn't afraid of. Not not existing. Of the robbers that didn't exist. Of which there were none.copyright protection9PENANAl5V8gdkW4o

Robbers.copyright protection9PENANAoHCc3tVyXL

They're not that scary.copyright protection9PENANAin6Sx1x1ut

John's walking buddy didn't think they werecopyright protection9PENANAzQyuYOIjLN

waitcopyright protection9PENANAIaulmyOi7M

John turned his head toward the embankment and toward the babbling brook and toward the edge of the woods and towardcopyright protection9PENANA3p9ahHbPJG

That wasn't there before.copyright protection9PENANAjiwSMvGvPs

Right?copyright protection9PENANAixCNSZlHhs

Itcopyright protection9PENANAtlRDv9lHZ4

was a creaturecopyright protection9PENANAnimUb9pSEe

what is that thing?copyright protection9PENANAkXMXKFW5ne

which dragged its lower lip across the ground, and slithered as it crawled and died as it accomplished and cried as it lived, and its skin was the color of a deceased ՃҩרɘѨᴟԂ.13Please respect copyright.PENANABbUbHck18f
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When John noticed it, he screamed, which caused it to notice him. When it looked at him, its head was six feet from its arms, and then it screamed. So loud that John couldn't hear it. It screamed to loud that the homeless man “didn't” wake from his nap.13Please respect copyright.PENANAMsfJ3nKSI5
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John ran.copyright protection9PENANAKe0xcKc9Pz

He ran.copyright protection9PENANAnmqYLU4kKS

He ran so fast.copyright protection9PENANASD3KT9MhFG

Faster. Faster.copyright protection9PENANAlpVlW759gU

He ran fast as a horse beating a dead needle.copyright protection9PENANAJEh9C34GoO

But he only got faster.copyright protection9PENANAyhrC1kMNCr

Fast.copyright protection9PENANAuXRpjOxoXN

Fast as an ant carrying the corpse of a dream.copyright protection9PENANAjGsBQ4FUL3

Fast as an amoeba escaping from an atom of a grain of salt.copyright protection9PENANAIklaXmvJa7

Fast as a sloth dreaming about God and all of God's children.copyright protection9PENANAbF524pQCNO

Fast as a hummingbird running across the trench of play.copyright protection9PENANAp7uRJlWofH

So fast that the world was spinning round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round andcopyright protection9PENANAsY2N8ZaDIl

He did it.copyright protection9PENANALT0RW5gNH4

He really did it.copyright protection9PENANAB7b6ZUrVjH

He defied all that's possible—he ran till he couldn't see or hear or feel or think anything.copyright protection9PENANADLFFzNEKqn

Finally. He was out of danger.copyright protection9PENANA6ch73ddk0V

Now John could go to bed. He had to be up early. He had work in the morning.copyright protection9PENANAoC2zI2uaYN

He closed his eyes and went to sleep.copyright protection9PENANARBzwh9jWUK

Goodnight, John. Sleep tight.copyright protection9PENANAj0XB70OlkP

See you in the morning.copyright protection9PENANAgJrijakNkj

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