The Host: Chapter 7

Chapter 7 I felt like a charlatan, coy and glib. I was a superhero. I was like a famous sleuth, on the way to pick up his trusty sidekick. I needed someone to aid in my adventure, to ‘yes’ me and to envy my powers of perception. I looked forward to the exploits that my future would bring as glorious moments that would illuminate my memories, make my past important. It was me who hardly had a...

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The Host: Chapter 6

Chapter 6 The day was gone. It was dark. Color was dead and my room was grey again. My heart beat fast triplets. The hiss of the radiator, the tick of the clock, the traffic…. I was once again in the real world, with the ability to hear the thoughts of others. But to do so, I had to leave my house. I thought about that freakish, riddle-of-a-dream I had just awoken from. At this point, nothing...

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The Host: Bear’s Second Dream

Bear’s Second Dream There is a small classroom filled with young kids. I am sitting in the back, the same age as the rest. I am a boy. The teacher is an old woman. She has a hunched back, wrinkled hands and her white hair is tied up in a frayed bun. But her face does not look old, the skin is smooth. Her eyes are reddish blue, and the angles of her face yield distinguished, dancing shadows. Her...

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The Host: Chapter 5

Chapter 5 Much like a child, jubilant and exhilarated, and seemingly ignorant to what it all meant, I ran wild from the store. I was content with this new type of vision with which I could sacrifice my view of the past. My unfixed, roving eyes blurred the parking lot, turning it to a wave of color on wheels, glean-glows, and sparks of sun off windshields and painted plastic. My heavy breath was...

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The Host: Chapter 4

Chapter 4 ….. Is there anything I should be doing? ….. Irwin’s favorite CD was beautiful, melancholy music. Erik Satie. The pulse of the music was slow, the melody repetitive too. It made me imagine an old man climbing up stairs. Each step seemed deliberate and premeditated, a small victory as the old man gained a small distance from his start. After only a short time listening to the...

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