Rescued this book from the trash, showed it to a kid who used to have a guinea pig. He said, in a horrified voice "What a nightmare!" And so this phrase is saved for posterity.
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20. Ghost traitors.
Prompts are from @JanelleCShane generated using the OpenAI net GPT-3.
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“Claire!” Elle woke up with her daughter’s name on her lips. Startled, she sat up and looked around the living room with her heart still beating loudly in her chest. A dream, she realized dazedly.
Slowly, she crossed the way to the back door. With unseeing eyes she gazed out into the garden.
She remembered waking up in the hospital six years ago and seeing her husband sitting next to her. She remembered how he took her hand into his and looked at her with eyes full of despair. He told her that the doctor thought Claire might not survive. That she might die before she was even born, die before she had a chance to look into her mum’s eyes, feel a kiss on her forehead, clench her little fist around her dad’s finger, hear them speaking to her without a belly barrier between them… It was a silent, terrible death. It was the death of someone so precious, so innocent, so tiny…
Elle took a shuddering breath.
"He ordered a large side of feeling and the avoidance maneuver roll since they were sharing a can of love." ~ A blackout poem from a recycled page of Dealing with Blue, a young adult romance.
I often have weird dreams that inspire my artwork, and that one I had last night where I took over a jungle (or was it a forest? I don’t know) sure got me inspired.
