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Prompt: Write what whispers your name in the night. The wind. It seems like the wind calls your name sometimes. I think it is trying to give me a story idea but I am not sure. Sometimes when I am home at night sleeping, I think someone called my name and my husband is asleep. There is just my cat. I really don't know. I don't worry about it. One night after watching "The Ring", I tried to get in my bedroom but couldn't get in the door. I could see the VCR digital clock in the entertainment center by the door but couldn't get through. I was spooked. Guess what? I was trying to walk through my microwave cabinet and was looking at the clock on the microwave! How could I mistake it for the bedroom door? Someone needed to call my name that night for being a moron! At work. One of my patients may call my name but one time I think it was the ghost that lives there, {I work in an old building that is over 100 that was a county home} I followed the voice and then one patient had fallen on the floor. She didn't call my name. She barely knew hers let alone mine. Sometimes, I think someone calls out my name and my co-workers says it wasn't them. My patients are in bed as I work the midnight shift. Go figure. The ghost can call my name if he wants. |