Short Story: This Is My Mountain

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Here’s another short story – I hope you enjoyed! It’s rough and could use some tweaking, but I hope you get the idea that I’m going for.

This Is My Mountain

Occasionally, I’d call my mother. We’d exchange the usual pleasantries and she’d catch me up on the small hometown I cared nothing about. I’d pretend to listen and keep the details about myself short.

But at the end of every call, she’d always ask the same question. “Aren’t you lonely up there, Suzy?”

I’d laugh and say, “I’m not lonely, besides here I’m safe.”

“I wish you’d come home,” she’d say. “You could be safe here, too.”

I’d pause, “You know I can’t do that, mom.”

“I know,” she’d say. “I love you, Suzy, I always will, and there will always be a place for you here.”

“I love you too, mom.” And then just a click and a dial tone.

Aren’t you lonely up there, Suzy? The question would linger with me as I hiked the three days back to the home I had built, stocked up with supplies from town on my monthly trips during the warmer months.

But how could I be lonely? I had everything here that I needed. I could live off the land, make what I needed, and best of all, I would be safe. An EMP couldn’t destroy me nor could robots take over and run my life, for there was no electricity to speak of. In all the years I’d lived here, only a handful of people had ever stumbled across my cabin because I wasn’t listed on any map or accessible by any roads. I wasn’t reliant on any fossil fuels and I wouldn’t get cancer because of the GMOs in the food. If there was some disease outbreak somewhere, how would I ever get it without human contact? And terrorists aren’t going to bomb or release anthrax into some place they don’t know exists. Who would even know if I died? If a bomb falls in an empty forest, does it make a noise? Not very effective for terrorists. After all, many Americans don’t even know about the Fu-Go balloons launched by the Japanese during WWII. But I do because you have to be prepared for everything.

Yes, I am prepared, here on my mountain. My big, safe mountain.

Who would even know if I died?

A beautiful mountain in Corsica. Not the mountain she lives on, but it could be like thisP.S. Don’t forget to enter my giveaway! Ends on Friday! You could win an awesome custom t-shirt!

Sleep in Heavenly Peace

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This is just the rough draft of a little creative writing I jotted off quick this morning. Always good to exercise that part of my brain – I hope you enjoy!

“Daddy, I’m scared,” the little girl said, holding tight to him as she looked at the empty house behind them.

“Shh little one, it’s gonna be all right.” He didn’t tell her, but he was scared too. Their whole life was here in this city. But now with his new job, they were being uprooted, driving halfway across the country when he’d lived in the same town his whole life. Would he do well there? Would his little girl make friends?

Rachel waited for them in the minivan, packed to the brim with what belongings they hadn’t sold. They had gotten rid of much but it still seemed like a lot.

Rachel gave him a kiss as he slid into the driver’s seat while Sophia slid into the back.

“Ready?” He said to the both of them and himself.

“I’ve got the directions and money for the tolls right here.” Rachel said. That wasn’t what he was asking and Rachel knew that, but she too was unwilling to admit how scared she was.

The drove in silence for awhile. Sophia fell asleep in the backseat. Rachel have a sigh and Mike glanced over at her. “What?”

“Nothing,” she said. “I’m fine. I just hate long drives.” I wish we weren’t moving. She wanted to say.

“Me too.” Mike agreed. We didn’t have a choice. He would have said.

“At least Sophia fell asleep.” Rachel added.

“Yeah, that’s good.”

They went back to driving in silence. Rachel thought about saying things a few times, but felt like she had nothing to say. Finally, she leaned over and turned on the radio.

Silent Night filled the dead space between them and as Rachel hummed along to the song, she leaned back and smiled.

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