Thursday, July 6, 2017

Monologue Mania Day # 1239 Jacuzzi by Janet S. Tiger (c) July 6, 2017

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Monologue Mania Day # 1239 Jacuzzi by Janet S. Tiger (c) July 6, 2017  

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                                       Jacuzzi (c)
                                        by Janet S. Tiger  (c) 2017 all rights reserved 

          (Woman enters, dictating into machine)

(Thinking, deep breath)  I met the woman who killed me in a jacuzzi.

Well, that sentence might be a bit unclear.

It implies she killed me in a jacuzzi, but if I wrote it like this - 

'In a jacuzzi, I met the woman who killed me'   .....I think it is not as flowing a sentence.  Commas slow down the mind.

So I'll leave it like that.

For now.

Because you are probably wondering how I could write something like this at all if I were still alive.


Am writing it now, while I am still alive because I know she is going to kill me.


It was a feeling, so strong that I couldn't ignore it.  In the jacuzzi.

No, mind you, I do not always have feelings like that.  I tend to like people.  In my whole life, I can only think of a very few times, maybe the fingers of one hand, where I was actually physically afraid of someone......okay, maybe I should have been afraid more, but you know what I mean.

This was different.

This had....hate to say it, but....evil.

Or at least a very sick person, who was drunk, and who wanted to do something bad to me.

I did not turn my back.

I did not let them see I was afraid.....just like with an animal, a person like this can feel fear.

So.....I played it cool, and swam for awhile.....then I looked around.  Where had they gone....

          (Frightened, swiveling head)

There....there they were..........did I have to defend myself?

Or did I die and you are seeing a ghost doing a monologue.....

         (Turns to leave, stops, looks back)

Or....did I get it wrong?  Were they not out to kill me?  Maybe.....I killed them....

          (Exits to next chapter)



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