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Screams!
Screams!
Screams!
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Screams!

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Fiction is an escape, entertainment. But, there is nothing wrong with reading fiction and learning a little, is there? You know “go to school because you want to, not because you have to.” Try this story. It should scare you a little, teach you a little, make you smile a little, maybe surprise you a little, and hopefully make you think a little about a subject that needs more than a little thinking. That was my intent anyway.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateApr 12, 2015
ISBN9781310790669
Screams!
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Joseph P. Badame

Joseph Badame is a retired architect living in New Jersey. He is spending his remaining years working on projects to honor his late wife who was a master teacher. This book is one of his endeavors to pay tribute to her memory.

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    Screams! - Joseph P. Badame

    Screams!

    By Joseph P. Badame

    This moment is my first awareness. No matter how hard I try, I have no memory of anything prior. I don’t even know who I am. I don’t know my name. I think I am alone, but strangely I am not sure. There seems to be another presence. But, I cannot see anyone else. It’s a little frightening, but I cannot see anything. Not even myself. I cannot open my eyes. It is as if someone sewed my eyes shut. I don’t know if it is dark or light, everything is black. I am completely blind. But I am not afraid of my blindness or the darkness. Why is that?

    My mind is racing. There are so many thoughts, so many questions, but no answers. No past, no future, there is only the present.

    I don’t know where I am. Being unable to see, there are so few clues. Even thought I don’t know where I am, I seem to belong, I am a part of where I am. That seems to be an extraordinary and unusual phenomenon. How can I be a part of where I am? It doesn’t seem to make sense.

    But, how would I know this feeling was unusual since I have no memories of what is normal with which to compare it? My mind is confused, but good confused. Searching for the answers seems challenging rather than baffling. Finding answers is an adventure. I seem to be thirsty for knowledge.

    I am a bit lonely and completely naked. I cannot feel any clothes. What happened to my clothes? Who took them? But, I am not frightened. I feel comfortable. Not too hot and not too cold. But, I don’t know where the comfort is coming from. I don’t hear any mechanical things or devices providing for my well-being. There is no wind and no warmth of the sun.

    I am blind, but, I think I can hear. Once in a while there are some unusual gurgling sounds or moving water all around me and a steady muffled low frequency drum beat. No other instruments, just the drum – one drum, not many drums, just one. It is not annoying, actually it is somewhat reassuring. The ever-present sound of the drum is probably one of the major things that makes me think I am not alone. It does not seem

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