Inside of Myself – 4

As  I rode the elevator to the apartment where I lived  with my parents and sister,  I thought of Maxie.  Never had I seen anyone who so captured my soul.

I tried to talk myself out of this, erase it, discard it, before I reached my door, but I couldn’t.  I stood in the hallway a few moments trying to get myself out of contemplation of Maxie.

As I came down the hall, opened my door, there was my sister Jennie. Jennie, asking me what I thought of Maxie.

“Shhh…” I said pointing towards our parents bedroom.

Jennie grabbed my arm, dragged me to our room.

And I wondered if this was really happening.

What do you think?

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Written by Tall Awah

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