Christan Tracy
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Absence Makes the Head Grow Dumber
My hands are shaking as I tighten my tie and smooth my hair in the mirror. Only one hour until I get to see the most amazing woman I have ever met. I shouldn’t still be nervous months into the relationship, but the idea that she would choose to be with me is still incredible to me. She had just returned last night from a 2 weeklong business trip, and I can’t wait to see her again. Just as I turn to leave, my phone dings. I look to find a text from my love.
By Christan Tracy4 years ago in Fiction
My Dark Guardian Angel
The wind pushed against my face; I felt weightless. Suddenly, I stopped. I opened my eyes and saw the ground near my face. Looking up, I became aware that everything that frozen. My dress and hair were frozen flying in ripples behind me, and the leaves on the trees were frozen in a paused wind. I didn’t know what was happening; I had never died before, maybe this was normal. I heard a slow clapping, breaking through the silence. I looked around to find the source, but I didn’t see one.
By Christan Tracy4 years ago in Psyche
A Surprise From the Dead
I drove home alone that night, the smell of flowers and formaldehyde clinging to my black dress. My fingers tapped absentmindedly against the wheel as I thought about the day’s events. Faces of family and friends blurred together with tears and expressions of sympathy. I thought about my Dad; he had never looked so small sitting there without my Mom. Worries about my Dad living alone filter through my mind as I pull into my driveway to find a man stepping out of a delivery van. I turned off my car and stepped out just as the man was reaching me.
By Christan Tracy4 years ago in Fiction
