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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The alarm rings a seven o’clock and I begin to rub my head, I quickly turn it off and notice my wife has left the bed. Out my window I can see tracks in the freshly fallen snow, I wonder who could have made them and where do they go? Perhaps I’ll put my boots on, make a trek to find the answer, I wonder if my wife will join me… I’ll go downstairs and ask her. When I get to the bottom step I notice a look in her eyes, She is sitting on the couch and ignores my replies. I sit next to her and ask if she wants to join me, She appears flustered and asks “why do you have to see?” I quickly run to the closet to get my coat and hat, As I’m leaving I turn to her, “I’m not sure when I’ll be back.” After hours of following the tracks I hear a strange hum, Notice a shinny object where the sound is coming from. It looks very strange like nothing I’ve seen before, A dish with a slanted platform and a large sliding door. After about twenty minutes I see a figure appear, As it comes through the door it clearly can sense my fear. Wearing a large hood, it pivots its head towards me, Not knowing what to do, I quickly begin to flee. I suddenly feel something grasping around my waist, I fall to the snow, which quickly covers my face. The next thing I sense I’m being carried to the ship, I try to get away but cannot escape its grip. I wake up on a bed and see in utter amazement, There are only beautiful woman who release a heavenly scent, But the one closest to me is holding a large knife, Suddenly the door opens and there is standing my wife. I get up quickly grab her arm and hold her by the door, “She is my wife,” I scream, “I’ll love her forevermore.” We jump from the craft and run through the snowy lawn, All the tracks disappear and the ship suddenly… gone. I slowly turn around and find myself alone with the trees, I then look up and all I feel is a soft gentle breeze. After almost 24 hours of walking I finally find my home, As I enter the door and look inside, I realize I live alone. I sadly sit in the chair and put my hands in my head, Slowly take off my coat and hat, and then go to bed. For I’ve been told many times, I do this after every snow. I go outside… and follow the tracks outside my window. By: Greg Stanley Submitted into the: “History of One Day” Contest
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