She experienced a strange sensation – one of light-headedness and a touch of nausea while at the same time feeling euphoric and frightened.
The combined emotions were oddly fascinating, and Sheila wondered vaguely if this is what it felt like to be tripping on a drug like LSD. But she looked around and acknowledged that she hadn’t moved since she stood in the center of the blackened room. She’d taken no pills or drinks. No mysterious fog or vapor filled the small quiet room. Yet, she felt out-of-sorts.
“Hello?” Sheila repeated a third time. She began to wonder why she had accepted the invitation from the new neighbor for a post-Halloween party. She’d only seen him twice since he moved in a month ago. The scuttlebutt was that he was a world-renowned Russian scientist who had recently joined the MIT staff. She accepted his written invitation, hoping to learn more about this enticing neighbor.
At 34 and single, Sheila liked to leave no stone unturned in meeting new people.
When Sheila had rung the doorbell, twice, and no one answered, she bravely walked in and followed the bold black arrow that led to a long hallway and then a small room covered by tall black curtains. She thought it odd that no host was in sight. In fact, this strange party without any guests was getting old quickly.
Speaking of old, Sheila suddenly felt extremely tired as she moved back toward the door. Her knees ached and her joints throbbed. She coughed hoarsely, covering her mouth with her palm, holding back a scream as she moved her hand slowly back to its normal position by her side.
Sheila looked frantically around her, and still no one was in the room. She brought her hand, the hand, up to her face again and gasped. This was not a smooth, active hand of a 34-year-old.
It was the hand of an older woman, a much older woman, with wrinkles, veins covered tightly by dry coarse skin, and arthritic knobs at the knuckles. However, the ring finger was still enclosed with the small diamond her father had given her on her 21st birthday.
As her head raced and her mouth became as dry as beach sand, Sheila heard the soft polite clearing of someone’s throat.
“Fascinating, isn’t it?”
Sheila turned around quickly, noting the pain in her neck, and stared at her neighbor, Dr. Karl Stapokos.
“What kind of party is this?” she rasped, not allowing him to answer. “What the hell is going on? And why does my hand look like this?” She threw her right hand straight up, only inches from the amused dark brown eyes of Dr. Stapokos.
“That’s your hand, Ms. Trestle. A hand well lived after 80 years.”
“Eighty years? Wha . . .?” Sheila began, not comprehending the strange man.
“You have entered a new invention. The one that will get me full tenure and a cover on Newsweek, no doubt.”
“What?” Sheila repeated.
“My Time Design. It moves in 10-year increments. You entered stage five. You were, what, 30 years old?”
“I’m 34.”
“No, you are now 84, young lady.” His laugh echoed in her failing ears.
Dark rooms and neighbours never a good idea! Brilliant story telling Pam.
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I’m hoping my next-door neighbors don’t read my blog, Eric! But they do have some strange goings on over there… 🙃
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oh my god. This is a great story. Suspense building was remarkable. Very beautifully portrayed.
Please read my book. Since this is my first book I could really use some review.
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Thanks for enjoying my suspenseful short story. Good luck with your book!
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Thanks you so much….
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YIKES! You tell a very scary tale my friend.
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What can I say? I was still in the Halloweeny mood… 👁😜
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Ack! I think I’d be putting my house up for sale!
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I’m afraid Sheila may never make it back to her her house to put it on the market! Or, she finds a way to walk backwards in the mad scientist’s house and de-age. Oh boy my imagination is going at it again… 🤓
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Great story, Pam.
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Thanks for enjoying my tale of horror, Mary. I’m finding out that this struck a few chords with some … aging too swiftly can be a horrifying idea!
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Oh boy,, now that door I would not wish to enter, Lol.. Time is going fast enough for me in its 24 hour segments lol.. Let along ten yrs.. Wonderfully descriptive and just perfect ‘Timing’ 🙂 ❤
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I think that’s why my story was so scary for many, Sue. As it is, time flies by way way too fast. Poor Sheila! 😫. I wish you a slow and easy weekend. 💙
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Thank you Pamela.. So far it seems Time is winning.. 🙂 ❤ lol Enjoy the rest of yours..
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Wow!! What a suspense filled perfectly written story!! Please tell me that she can run out of the house and be 34 again! 🙂
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I have a feeling that Sheila will figure out how to beat the mad scientist at his game. Wouldn’t it be neat if she found a way to walk backwards and get her true age back but to push the doctor into a room that makes him 50 years older? 😉
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LOL! I like that idea! Yes he deserves it! 🙂
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😏
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Yikes! I don’t think even Mr. Rogers would welcome him as a neighbor. 🙂
Creepy, Pam!
(I thought a bit of Alice with the different sensations and going down the rabbit hole–but a much more sinister place.)
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I think you’re right, Merril. A grown-up Alice in Wonderland tale with grown-up fears. Aging is about as scary as it can get…
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😉
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wow, great story!
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Thanks for enjoying my creepy tale!
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. Super duper eerie creepy science thriller of a new kind of book for you. Bet it would sell very well too. Lots of folks like this sort of thing. I’m afraid I’d have to pass on this one though but your imagination has no limits.
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I’m with you; I don’t usually read horror or scary stories. They give me too many nightmares. But Sheila and the mad scientist came to my writing fingertips and I couldn’t stop them from telling me their creepy tale. 😦
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Now and then you need to let your hair down and allow the nightmares to escape from your mind. 🙂
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Acccckkkkk!!!!! 😱
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Yikes! I’m trying to convince myself to get out of my comfort zone and meet people in my new town. Now I’m not so sure…
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Meet your new neighbors! Just don’t open the door and walk in without a host greeting you right away… 🙃
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Yikes–you really do know how to reel us all in, Pam. Next installment. . .?
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Turns out that the idea of aging too fast is one of the scariest things an author can write about! I think I better tone down my stories or I’ll lose my readers… 😜😉
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Yikes, remind me never to make an appointment with that doctor! Great story. 😊
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I’m sure you’ve met a few mad scientist/doctors in your medical practice, Carrie! I would certainly stay far away from this one. 😦
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Dr. Stapokas got it wrong ~> If he wants full tenure and a cover on Newsweek, he needs to invent something that ERASES decades! 😀
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You are absolutely correct, Nancy. He’d win the Nobel peace prize!!
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Goodness you captured a very creepy tale so beautifully Pam. Well done.
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I got creeped out myself while writing this story! Thank you for enjoying. 🤓
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Yowza Pamela. Remind me not to enter strangers’ houses or your imagination. 🙂
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My imagination happens to be a very very scary place… 😆
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LOL. I think I’m a safe distance. 🙂
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You never know…………. 🙂
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Eeeeee! What a party! Well, it serves her right for entering a house without waiting to be invited in.
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“Kids” these days just weren’t brought up right. 😏
Perhaps this tale will encourage everyone to knock first and wait for the door to be opened…
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Yes!!
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Yikes, Pam. I knew it wasn’t going to end well. Hopefully, his time machine can go backward too! Pretty please!
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I’d like to think that there is a good scientist who will take over when Dr. Stapokos gets fired and rewire the machine to do the opposite… 👵🏻👶👵🏻👶
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Wouldn’t that be cool? Especially if we get to keep all the wisdom of age… 🙂
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Wisdom? I haven’t gotten any of that yet… 🤔
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Oh, yes you did. Can’t fool me. 😀
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If only my kids agreed! 🙄
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Ahhh – not good! The outcome that is, not the story. 🙂
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The outcome is darn right terrifying… 😱
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Creepy! Just plain frightening! You’re good! Caught me off-guard.
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Thanks for enjoying, if that’s the word, my creepy tale, Patricia. Sometimes I worry about where my stories come from… 😏
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I would never move into such a house…it is good to be greeted by the host! You can really trap the readers Pam! Well-done! 🙂
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“Trapped” within a story. I like that concept, Balroop. Hmmm, I can feel another haunting tale coming to my fingertips. 🤗
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Wow Pam, you really have me feel spoked here. You leave us hanging there hoping
this oddball neighbour with the machine will revert his experiment. To skip such a big
part of your life is too terrible. Please Pam…..
Great writing and yes suspense. My icky dicky heart is rushing away. 🙂
miriam
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Sorry Miriam, but I think the mad scientist’s ambitions and greed have taken over his commonsense, and poor Sheila doesn’t have a chance… 👵🏻😦
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Hasn’t this lady watched a single horror film: Don’t walk into the dark, creepy house calling, “Hello?” and keep right on walking.
My 93-year-old Nana has often said that she sometimes looks in the mirror and scares herself, expecting to see an 18-year-old face. Seems we don’t need to walk into the neighbors house for the effect.
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Of course you got the crux of the matter, Eric. I think almost all of us feel at some point that we have walked in an unknown door, looked in the mirror, and gasped. 😱
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Isn’t there a machine that works the other way? You walk in when you’re 80 and come out 34? Sign me up!
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If I ever find a reverse age time machine , I’ll let you know immediately, and we can go together! XO
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That is just darned creepy! What a wicked machine. What a horrible thought. I’m freaked out here and will be checking my hands every few minutes to make certain I’m still “34.”
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I must apologize for my wicked imagination. Sometimes I let her creep out when I’m unaware and she scares the wits off me and anyone who dares read my words. 🙃
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Sometimes I feel like I’m part of an experiment like that! Where in the heck did those wrinkled hands come from? Yikes!
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I’m with you on that one. How about driving in the car and suddenly looking down at the hands on the steering wheel and gasping. Who’s are they?! 😮
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Everyone’s worst nightmare! Excellent story telling.
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A nightmare indeed . Hope you had sweet dreams last night though, Darlene! 😘
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Oh my, that was a scary one! It made me look at my old wrinkled hands… LOL!
Have a great weekend Pam!
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I have it on good authority that everyone who read this story suddenly peered down at their own hands also, Sharon! 😏
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A very clever story underscoring how it feels when I unexpectedly see my own reflection in a mirror these days – LOL. How did this HAPPEN? 🙂 Only yesterday I was in my thirties. If I suddenly fast-forwarded 50 years I’d faint! VERY scary – tick-tick-tick.
xx,
mgh
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I got shivers as I finished writing the story, Madelyne. Yes how horrible would it be if we missed those years between 34 and 54!? We should all embrace our wrinkled hands. 😐
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lol – I easily embrace the years’ experience, even as I bemoan the wrinkled hands that tracked the passage.
xx,
mgh
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😏❤️
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Memo to self — do not accept any strange invitations from new neighbors (especially scientists).
Great story!
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Good memo!! 🙂
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If this machine works backwards I come and visit.
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I’m constantly on the look out for mad-scientist neighbors…and for a reverse time machine. I’ll let you know if I find one!! 🙂
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On the edge of my seat and now running out the door. Seems especially terrifying as one who is well into the second half of the game of life!
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I kinda wondered where this story came from in my imagination, but then I realized with readers’ responses – from our own worse nightmares. :-0
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Oh my gosh, you had me on the edge of my seat the whole time. This was like a can’t-put-it-down book! I’m unsure if Sheila was brave or foolish for going inside, though. 🙂 Smooth flowing and gripping story to the end. ☺💗
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Thanks for enjoying my rather nightmarish tale – just keep an eye out for new (slightly mad) neighbors. 🙂 xo
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I’ll do that. In fact, I’ll probably view our neighbors in a new light now! 😊😮
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🙂
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I love this story, Pam…fantastic atmosphere and confusion building to fear and ultimately horror at her aging self! There are delightful hints of comedy and I had to smile that she wasn’t one to leave any stones unturned…Perla she should have left this one! 😀😀 Oh well, the doc will be on Newsweek so he’s happy! 😀
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Perhaps the doc WON’T get on Newsweek cover – I mean, who wants to age forward? We all want to reverse the aging process and be 34 again. 🙂
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How awful for that poor woman. Very clever, Pamela.
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Thanks for enjoying my post-Halloweeny tale. xo
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Interesting… wonder what will happen now?
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My guess/wish/hope is that Sheila has enough strength to push that doctor through his own time machine doors – perhaps until he’s about 105 years….!!!
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I’d like to enter a time machine and peel off, say, 30 years. And at the same time, push Mr. Mad Scientist into a machine that advances his age by 50 as you suggested.
I think there is no danger of losing readers with scary stories here. We are addicted to your brand, Pam!
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Many thanks, Marian. Yes, the readers here support me so much I feel enabled and empowered to write the stories that flash into my writing notebook. Reader: beware! :-0
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aha! So that’s what happened and why there’s now an old woman staring at me in the mirror!!
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Ohhhhhhhhhh, gawd, Joanne. You made me guffaw and gasp at the same time. But yes, this is exactly what it feels like doesn’t it? Time goes by waaaaayyyyy too fast. xo
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I’m pretty sure I only blinked.
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Me too… 😳
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Fascinating story, Pam. Sadly, life does seem as if it disappears that fast sometimes. Where did the last thirty years go and what have I got to show for them? It seems not that long ago that I had all of my life ahead of me. Now I wake up and it’s almost all behind me. 🙂
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But wait, Norah. You have MUCH to show for your last 30 years. I’m now thinking of Jimmy Stewart in It’s a Wonderful Life. Think how much worse off our family/friends/the world would be, without our last 30 years. Right!? :-0 ❤
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That’s so true, Pam. Thank you. We have contributed to a better world – must not forget that. 🙂
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Exactly!! 😘
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Wow, Pam, that’s one helluva Halloween story! The stuff nightmares are made of. Well done 🙂 ❤
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I kind of creeped myself out when I wrote this, Tina! Thank you so much for your compliment.
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Welcome, Pam. I’ve been checking my hands all day 🙂
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I’m chuckling — and checking my hands too… ;-0
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Definitely didn’t see the time machine ending coming as I was thinking around a dream. Well done, Pam!
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I like hooking with surprises. Thanks!!
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Cheers to your effort … Meanwhile, on the 1,959 posts on my blog, one hand can count the fiction posts.
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That’s an impressive amount of posts! Good job, and keep ’em coming.
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Well … since August 2008. There are many bloggers who have more – then again, each of us have different styles and approaches.
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Which is why it’s so much fun to be a blogger and to read the posts of others. We learn so much!
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Well said. … and good morning to you!
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Pam, that was a great story though horrifying. I think you were in a Halloweeny witch mode. Well done.
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Sometimes I think I’m always in a witchy mood and mode!! 😆
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That’s what my kids used to say to me when they were teenagers. LOL
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🙂
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Dang! That is pretty much the definition of “bad neighbor.” Great story!
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Thanks Mike. I had a neighbor like that once, who lived above our house on a hill. I would’ve liked to have placed him in a time machine and sent him back to the Neanderthal age… 😉 but we writers get our revenge when we write our stories…
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We do indeed. Mwah-ha-ha!
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This was spooky, Pam. I admire your imagination👧🏿💍
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Thanks, Carol. My imagination scares me sometimes… ;-0 🙂
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Creepy! Yikes. And worse, I have no doubt, one day, an invention like this could exist! Nice job!!
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I’m afraid you may be right! ;-0
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I LOVE it, and would love to experience what happens next to the poor lady and the man who possibly stole five decades of life from her. Bravo, Pam. Encore!
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If there’s an installment, I think it would have to be a murder mystery. How does she ‘do in’ the scientist, because I have no doubt that’s what she’ll do!!! ;-0
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Oh, now that is a true villain! Great story, Pam.
By the way, I’ve noticed the same thing about my hands… 😉 Hugs.
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Yikes…you were channeling Alfred Hitchcock on that one.
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Hitchcock and perhaps a bit of Edgar Allan Poe!! ;-0
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This is a horror story or party daye gone wrong!! Poor 34 year old. . . Glad you have a happy life and don’t try strange neighbor’s invitations. . . Wow! Great writing skills, outside what I expected! 🌟✨ Smiles, Robin
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Thanks, Robin! I do like to write ‘Outside the Box’ at times, for sure. I think this fear is a little too close for some of us. ;-0
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Aging is not too bad one year at a time, but not fifty years at a time! Yikes! 😯
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Even once a year is hard to take. :-0 🙂
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