“I just want to be alone!” screamed Katie.
Then she was sitting in a meadow on the side of a mountain, knees up to her chest, wind blowing her hair, the valley below like a child’s play mat.
“Oh,” said Katie. She wiped the tears from her cheeks and looked around. The meadow was silent and empty. She felt that she should be scared. Instead she just felt stupid.
“It’s not easy, you know,” said Katie to the mountains. She smiled and for a while watched the clouds scud by.
“I get the point,” said Katie eventually, “I don’t want to be alone forever. Just. You know. Some space would be nice now and again.”
Everything faded to white.
“Thanks,” said Katie.
Then she was home.
James Bloomer has a PhD in particle physics (he worked at CERN) and has probably forgotten more physics than most people ever learn. He writes code for a living and words for his sanity, and runs a SF blog, Big Dumb Object.
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6 Responses to “ALONE • by James Bloomer”
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November 3rd, 2007 at 5:10 am
Kind of like - What Katie Didn’t?
Liked it, could have had more.
November 3rd, 2007 at 5:42 am
I just love “the valley below like a child’s play mat.” Yes, it is nice to be alone sometimes. SWomething we can allrelate to.
November 3rd, 2007 at 11:54 am
Very nice. I enjoyed this one.
Where can I get the phone number of that mountain?
November 3rd, 2007 at 12:33 pm
I liked that fade to
November 5th, 2007 at 5:42 pm
Hmm. Was it a blizzard?
January 6th, 2008 at 9:10 am
Hi James, What I really admire about this story is that it made me think outside the box. It was so unexpected and simple, and therefore lovely. Thank you, and all the best!