Happy Halloween

Written by Murphy
Published October 31, 2003
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But the moment I had licked the very last lick, a force like a lightning bolt shot through my body. I was splitting in two! With a scream I fell to floor, trying to curl up into a ball. I rocked and moaned, then crawled crying into a corner, trying to move out of my own body. I braced myself in the corner, convulsing and howling from the agony.

There in the dark, I delivered to the world a creature like nothing I had ever seen. On the ground between my legs this tiny perfect beautiful purplypink girl had arrived. As the pain subsided my mind cleared, and I stared in amazement. She was so beautiful. I can't tell you how I knew she was female, but she was. I was afraid that she might be dead, so I reached out and lifted her. As I did so, the cord dropped off her.

She was sticky and wrinkled and her eyes were crinkled shut. But when I lay forward into the daylight, her eyes blinked open and she looked straight into my face. Her beautiful green eyes knew me, knew more about me than I did.

In the sunlight, her skin soaked up the stickiness and glowed. I stroked her soft hair and body and told her how beautiful she was, how glad I was she had arrived. That the world was full of sunlight and fresh air. When I told her, she smiled. Her eyes told me that she already knew.

I cried tears of joy for her, and we went to the swing. She was wiser and already growing strong in the few moments she had been in the sun. I fell asleep holding her.

You will probably not be surprised when I tell you, I woke up to find her gone. The sun had strengthened her and she didn't need me.
My mysterious plant had also dried up. It was a brown fallen stalk.

I don't know where my lovely girl-creature is. But I think of her when the sun goes down and say a prayer for her - To her?

Oh, but she did leave me something. Some purplypink seeds were in my hand when I woke up. I haven't planted them yet. I think I'll know when it's time.

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Murphy Horner is a long-time BlogCritic. Murphy’s first book The Parable of Miriam the Camel Driver draws from her experience in corporate America to examine the bigger questions about balancing career and creativity. Murphy Horner has been working as a conferencing technology professional for a decade. Her university alumni association has recognized her as a noted female executive. Currently she is working on a travel memoir and can be found facilitating a writing group in her town of Claremont, Ca.
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#1 — September 21, 2004 @ 12:06PM — Stretch Mark [URL]

What do you think the perlypink seed will become?

I guess you know it! ;)

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