Stars that Shined

I was in a cloud. The whole town was in a cloud. As I strolled to the Power Outlet Mall countless water droplets flew down my face. A car whizzed past me exceptionally fast considering visibility was limited to about 15 feet. I heard Johnny Rock’s “Purple Haze” blaring from the car. Something slammed against my face. I pulled it off and it was the newspaper. Ether Maitland was on the front and center of the paper. I chucked the paper out of my hands as I looked at the date. It read 1/11/13. Roughly an hour later I stepped inside the outlet mall. My whole body shivered as I entered a flashback.

I bumped in to Ether spilling both coffee and guacamole all over his pristine white polo. He smiled right after chuckling at me as I stood distraught.

“Hey don’t worry about it man. I have plenty more shirts at home just like it.” Ether said with a grin spreading across his face.

He reached out his hand. I couldn’t help but notice the sparkling ring on his finger. It had the year 1967 on it and the initials KHS. I shot my hand out shaking more than I would like to have been. We clasped hands and a sparkle in his eye made my heart warm.

“Don’t speak much do you? Figures. So many people in this town don’t talk because they’re afraid they are going to say just a little more than they should’ve. Me? I’m not like that. I’m not afraid to speak up and talk about what’s actually…”

I gasped for air as my shoulders were being shaken vigorously. I began blinking rapidly to try and regain my spacial awareness. I was at the strip mall.

“Hello? Frederick are you alright?”

It was a friendly voice, but I still couldn't make it out. A man dressed in all blue stood before me. His eyebrows were creased and his mouth was turned down. Angst spread across his face as he waved his hand in mine.

“Frederick?”

I looked up and smiled as I saw a single bright star twinkle in the sky the same as the night I met Ether Maitland.

Blog 4

I took one step outside and immediately had to rush back in. In that brief

moment, an ice cold breeze blew up my sleeves. My body shivered all

the way back to my room. I grabbed my winter coat with grey and orange

horizontal stripes and started walking back out the building. In the lobby I

slipped on both mittens and my coat and swung the door a little too hard.

Each step I took I would make a slightly different boot print in the snow. It

wasn’t too deep or too thin, the perfect sledding snow. Despite the winter

wonderland, there were hardly any kids scattered throughout the streets.

As I turned onto Magnolia I heard a screech and a high pitched scream. It

was Marshal Mecher creeped up on the sidewalk. I trotted over to him.

His face was a greenish white as he stepped out of the car. We discussed

our blackouts as we walked back to the Maitland’s garage. I glanced at

him occasionally to see how he was doing and his face was just as pale

as earlier.

“With all that’s happening it doesn’t feel right?” he said. I shook my head

as a crisp wind blew the warmth from my body. I remembered I was

talking to Marshal and said, “It doesn’t feel natural. It wasn’t a coincidence.”

As we walked into the garage Marshal stopped. His jaw dropped and

is arm lifted up. He was pointing at me. Or was he?

“Look.” I turned around after he said it, but to my surprise I saw nothing.

Marshal shakily grabbed my arm while still looking past me.

“Mr. Evans… is right there. He’s bleeding! We need to help.” His voice

was raising and his eyes darted back and forth.

“Marshal I don’t see anything.” I grabbed his arm and led him up to his

room two floors above mine. I laid him down and left. I looked down at

my hands and they were shaking as much as Marshal’s were. Everyone

in this town is losing it just because of one man’s death.