Máire Ruane
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My name is Maire. I am relatively new to writing. I recently almost lost my life to a severe illness. I was in a coma and woke up with an urge to tell my stories. I hope you like them.
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My Day with Cornelius
I woke in fright, that morning in May. I think it was morning but now as I try to remember that moment, I can’t be sure. The space was timeless, the fluorescent green light remorseless. Harsh and artificial, beaming from the other end of the room, reflecting off the floor. What was that strange light? One thing I knew for sure, I wasn’t in my bedroom. Beyond a gap in a faded curtain, I watched an army of stormtroopers as they busied themselves. White hazmat suits, tightly bound masks, plastic face guards, long blue rubber gloves. No faces, no cheekbones, no freckles, no smiles. Just eyes. An icy sweat began to trickle down the back of my neck. What the hell happened to me?
By Máire Ruane 4 years ago in Humans
