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Friday, July 21, 2006
  The Malfunction Part IV

Everything went gray and swirled, like being inside one of those acid-like Windows Media Players Visualizations, changing from grey to black in a thousand shades and colors, like it does when I listen to Coldplay. I floated beyond myself, beyond the call center and beyond thought and time.

Then it cleared up. I found myself in a small classroom. It was all white from the floor to ceiling. I sat in one of those chairs from High School, where it has a little desk on it. The only thing that looked real was the chalkboard. It was green and dusty with little pieces of chalk all over it.

A door opened, from where I don't remember and Mr. Brown walked in.
"AC, it's time for a little walk through memory lane. You have forgot who you are, you have forgot why you were put on this earth, and you have forgot the mercy and the love of God." With this, he walked to the blackboard and wrote in all capital block letters a scripture verse:

"My people have been lost sheep;
their shepherds have led them astray
and caused them to roam on the mountains.
They wandered over mountain and hill
and forgot their own resting place."
~Jeremiah 50:6
He cleared his throat and walked closer to me. "I am going to take you on a little trip to jog your memory. Step this way, please." With this he pointed to the wall on the east side of the room. A door appeared where there had been nothing but white wall before. It clicked, and the old hinges squealed as it slowly swung open. There was the clear darkness of night sprinkled with bright yellow stars in a summer sky before me. I rose and begin to walk towards the door.

Part V

Thanks for reading,

Anonymous Cog


I have worked a job in a callcenter. It is pure hell. Never a moments peace.

I love your writing style. Upon reading it, I felt I was right there in the center with you experiencing the emotions you felt.

You have inspired me to write again.

Thanks for the great comment. It made my day!

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