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Caitlyn C. Cooper
Sep 6, 2017
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No Plagiarism!2PD84OAbJi6MwyIKd5L3posted on PENANA

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 protection8PENANACklIVjRbZU

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 protection8PENANAs1K59OUKZD

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 protection8PENANA35qzE8jSe4

But, he was tired. Bed was calling.copyright protection8PENANAVQpgylzqwy

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 protection8PENANAkZA54KTZuT

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 protection8PENANADyZ37Dcrvr

Robbers.copyright protection8PENANAwqhWHQhhgO

They're not that scary.copyright protection8PENANAQBNqHRbBRF

John's walking buddy didn't think they werecopyright protection8PENANAuuduxl8KMD

waitcopyright protection8PENANAbj4tfMjw3A

John turned his head toward the embankment and toward the babbling brook and toward the edge of the woods and towardcopyright protection8PENANAlUc8lT0wuR

That wasn't there before.copyright protection8PENANAbZlptTLBDy

Right?copyright protection8PENANAfORki66CDa

Itcopyright protection8PENANAcY4p7pi7VN

was a creaturecopyright protection8PENANAY7MkxfdiRQ

what is that thing?copyright protection8PENANAR6FIqYPxAt

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.12Please respect copyright.PENANAURxRnUHvKB
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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.12Please respect copyright.PENANAImi0JKH6Nn
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John ran.copyright protection8PENANA4UiJDIHsgi

He ran.copyright protection8PENANAVX5nIhXTND

He ran so fast.copyright protection8PENANAZ5jd9jYuw1

Faster. Faster.copyright protection8PENANAFAWYkzH11X

He ran fast as a horse beating a dead needle.copyright protection8PENANAkXUplCHiwu

But he only got faster.copyright protection8PENANAVvzfJJyHd4

Fast.copyright protection8PENANAITEERYdy0f

Fast as an ant carrying the corpse of a dream.copyright protection8PENANAvkcpKy2rQz

Fast as an amoeba escaping from an atom of a grain of salt.copyright protection8PENANAWM4v1Ofzvt

Fast as a sloth dreaming about God and all of God's children.copyright protection8PENANADemiSeg6Mh

Fast as a hummingbird running across the trench of play.copyright protection8PENANAmiCzIm7LNX

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 protection8PENANAkJJpfKdvkI

He did it.copyright protection8PENANAYXWlgPzxWm

He really did it.copyright protection8PENANAOjEqSnN08A

He defied all that's possible—he ran till he couldn't see or hear or feel or think anything.copyright protection8PENANAXskHRAs46M

Finally. He was out of danger.copyright protection8PENANAN4KKp0AZxw

Now John could go to bed. He had to be up early. He had work in the morning.copyright protection8PENANAlmQ0NInAIv

He closed his eyes and went to sleep.copyright protection8PENANAbGXwnP7PUd

Goodnight, John. Sleep tight.copyright protection8PENANACHhmsHn2GV

See you in the morning.copyright protection8PENANAz1hp157oFQ

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