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The Sllhouette

The morning light shines through a small window strtkJng the features of a

boy and a young woman, asleep ina room. The boy wakes suddenly. He is

startled, as If this brtlllant glow were emanating from his own body. He looks up to

the Woman beside him as the beam of light forms a gold laced silhouette of her face

which etches itself into his mind. .

He is huddled at her side with his head resting lightly on her shoulder. His
thoughts are focused intently on this woman, and never before or again will he feel
so completely at peace. What he feels is what most people would refer to as MLove,"
but he knows very little about that sort of thing, nor had he .ever trted to find out,
always avoiding such conflicts.

This overwhelming sense of contentment fills the boy with a fear he will never
understand. Somehow, he feels as though he is being threatened. He knows he
must escape. Quickly, he kisses the woman on the cheek, gets up from the bed
and stands looking at her for a moment, perplexed by all the beauties of this
Wishedcompanion. Turning his back on her. he walks toward the door and leaves
the room. relieved.

He enters a dark hallway with many closed doors and hears the heavy door
slam behind him and lock. Falling to the cold tiles of the floor, the boy falls back
against the door and begins to ClY, for what. he does not know. He has not crted
since he was a child and had almost forgotten how. But now he is crying, an open
expression of his emotion which he is not familiar with. He wants to walk back
through the door, but knows there is nothing else for him to do, and now the door
is locked.

So he just sat there, confused, and crted, never to remove the Silhouette from
his mind.

-K. A. Geremia

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