Escaping Tragedy


arrows1I feel like I’m walking down a hallway and arrows are whizzing by my head. Striking my friends, their children.  

When I turn around I can’t see anything.  I don’t know where the arrows are coming from.  We continue walking but when I turn around again, I can see that we haven’t gone any farther.  When I try to run, I can’t. I’m just walking.  

I hear an arrow buzz past my ear.  I try to duck, to cover my head, to cover my children but I can’t. I can only walk.  

There are so many people walking down the hallway with us and as I turn my head to the left and right, I see the arrows piercing, a person falls, a child falls.  

I don’t know what we are walking towards. Safety I guess, but it doesn’t seem that we are getting any closer. Step after step and I can’t see anything new. I can’t see the end of the hallway.  Just people. Just people walking. And falling.  

I’m terrified and heartbroken. I feel helpless. I’m relieved that an arrow hasn’t struck me or my family. And I feel guilty for feeling that. My neck tingles in anticipatory dread.   

I keep walking.  

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