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No Ordinary Morning

It was just another typical morning the hectic hustle and bustle of wrangling the kids out the door for school.  As we walked I remembered I forgot that I locked the front door. I thought to myself “It was nothing to worry about besides I’m only minutes away.”

I dropped the kids off with a quick dodge and dash home before anyone could grab me to volunteer for the morning assembly. I needed some quiet time to reboot and make plans for the busy week. I know it’s selfish but I relish my quiet time alone.

Portrait of a Passionate Woman (The Hands) by Dali, Salvador

As I entered the house ready to enjoy my first cup of coffee, I cut a whiff of a smell, and looked at my dog whimpering at the back door wanting to go out. I let her out and sighed wondering,  “What  had she done now?”

I noticed the basement door wide open  I knew the dog has done something but rather than inspecting it, discovering her mess, the best would be to leave it for the time-being. All I wanted was my first cup of coffee – was that really too much to ask?

It was at  that moment I turned the coffee machine, I heard another noise, it was a strange clicking sound, I walked back to the basement door to inspect,  I opened it,  the room went silent, I shrugged it off, and I went back to the kitchen.

It was then I felt a cold breeze brush past my shoulders and I knew this would be no ordinary morning.

Can you help me finish the story? What will happen next?

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Darcie Cameron is a RYT 200 who believes Yoga is a gift that is accessible to everyone with proper modifications, a patient smile and just taking the time to breathe. One of the greatest presents you will ever unwrap is when you connect your mind, body and spirit in perfect sync with your own breath. Connect with Darcie on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/darciecameronlovesyoga

10 replies

  1. No!!! I want to hear the story – the whole story – right now! Nobody else can write exactly like you! Waaaah, [I’m holding my breath]….. (can you see my hissy fit?)

  2. I have been pondering this *all day long*. Seriously, since I saw it in my feed reader this morning!

    I think that someone is in the house. Not necessarily for nefarious reasons, perhaps your sister or a good friend? Perhaps not someone, but something?? My cat used to bring in chipmunks, alive, and they’d skitter around until I could get them out, often hours later.

    In any event, the unexpected visitor scares the bejeezus out of you.

    Now, tell us the rest of the story!! 😉

  3. As I poured myself the much needed cup of coffee, all the lights in the house went off. I headed to circuit breaker, muttering to myself. I figured somehow I blew a fuse. Oh, how I wish I was that lucky, as I had no idea, I wasn’t alone after all….

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