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I Had An Alien For Two Weeks
I had an alien for two weeks before I realized how unusual she was. I wish I could be a mouse in the corner, I had said, and I was. My alien gave me a cracker, patted me on the head, and reminded me Once again, how important it is to keep her earth-visit quiet from the masses. I nibbled on the cracker nervously, wondering how long I would be stuck Wearing this smelly fur suit, dragging this ugly super long tail? Praying that Shark, my killer cat was out hunting somewhere else. Poof! I was back in my normal body. What other talents do you have? I asked my alien friend. Not in words because aliens from the two-galaxies-over talk in thoughts. I am a tripartite, she tele-pathed to me. What’s that? Her body immediately transmogrified into three separate, untouching-pieces. Before I could close my shocked wide-open mouth, she had transmuted back into one complete alien. Can you disappear? I asked her. That was the last I ever saw of her. Some days, however, I feel that she is here, invisible, watching me, On those days, I wonder if I am going to find Myself munching on a cracker.
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