They had moved me out of the preschool class into the chapel, which is where I woke up. I could tell there had been a time elapse because the stained glass windows of Jesus and Mary were darkening.
I wanted to pray, but I had forgotten how.
I figure, in retrospect, I’d been out for a couple [...]
November 2, 2008
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“Be quiet,” Daniel said in a hushed voice to the others whimpering in the room. “Just don’t say a word.”
The lady in the pumpkin vest whimpered but everyone else was quiet. He stared at her until she crumpled into a fetal position on the floor next to a display about proper hygiene.
I scrambled through my [...]
November 2, 2008
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“STOP IT,” Ben yelled at me. “You are telling it all wrong.”
We had moved that day. Out of the tent and into the town. We had found an angle.
“What do you mean?” I sighed. This is one reason that I hate that he keeps up with this journal. He calls me his life coach. I [...]
November 2, 2008
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We huddled together next to crayons and stuffed animals that had names marked in permanent magic markers. On the wall was a pre-school teacher’s homage to the Constitution.
I could tell she was just doing her class work by the numbers but it didn’t matter. We were all in hell, and there most likely wasn’t a [...]
November 2, 2008
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I fell to the ground. The big dude in the white suit’s gun was pressed so hard against my head my glasses dropped to the ground. I still cannot see without them, but they appeared undamaged.
“Why aren’t you dead!” He howled into the sky. My peripheral vision noted there was about four other of these [...]
November 1, 2008
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