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dress. We are ready to leave when I have an aching feeling in my stomach. The feeling that something bad is going to happen. I don’t want to inform Mary about it since she’s gotten all dolled up. We take out the automobile and start heading to the theater.
pitch black until I see something coming after me. It seems to be a bright light, inviting me to go inside of it. Since there is nowhere else to go I start heading
to this light. While I am moving closer to it, it just keeps on getting brighter, brighter and even brighter. Then I made it, I made it into the light. But it darkens and I start to stiffen.
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In the bathroom with emerald green walls,
I look into the mirror and I see John, a young man married to Izola. I love her dearly, but she wouldn’t love me for what I’m planning to do. I think what I’m planning is great, but in other individuals’ minds they would think I’m a criminal.
Adrenaline runs through my body while I am as stiff as a board. My mind is agitated while my body is breathless. I am alarmed and it seems I am having some déjà vu, or just another bad dream on April 14th, a fine Saturday.
ized. “I’m headed out Izola, I love you,” I verbal-
“I love you too, I’ll see you after the perfor- mance,” Izola replied.
UNTITLED
by Leigha Carter
I’m headed to the theater all jittery. Nervous- ness is running through my bones, and I am hysteri- cally pacing. My pockets are heavy with some change and a fully loaded gat. No one has noticed me yet, I am as invisible as a pristine window. I look as natural as the other individuals, blending in with all of them.
Unsure what to do, I want to go back home and see Izola one last time before I execute my delir- ious plan. I am crazy to think this will actually work out for me. This is a major deal, no one has even done this before; I’m the very first one! No one has even had the thought of doing this. I am mad to think that any sort of this will turn out for me.
Everything is going smoothly. Nothing bad has happened yet. All I need to do now is to peram- bulate up those stairs and into the booth. Once I get into there, everything will change. I will be shaking vigorously and unready for what I was going to do to him. I’m gonna do it, I’m gonna be the first one to shoot the President.
I start up the stairs. A fine red carpet leading all the way up to the booth. I take each step slowly and cautiously until I reach the top. I start to glide along until I see an open booth with a towering man and a dolled up woman. They both look very stun- ning, but I’m only after the man. I look to my hand which is going into my pocket, it reaches for the shooting iron. The pistol is heavy and is starting to shake in my hands. No one has heard me yet, at least not until the loud shot. ———
Everything here is dark. Nothing around me and it is completely silent. I don’t know what to do here, everything just happened so quickly. I was en- joying the performance then a shot went off. The shot went off into my head. I haven’t woken up since so I have been stranded here with nothing to do.
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The nothingness is giving me a panic. All just