Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-27097658-20160210155532/@comment-27097658-20160408012310

So I have worked on editing this peice and would like to know if there are any other errors that I have missed. I have also retitled it to MLSL.

MLSL



It was late.



Much later then I had intended, probably about three am. The Boston skyline was dark and the streets were as quiet as they ever are in a big city.



The only reason I was out was because of a calculous study session that had run much longer than it was supposed to.



A study session with Josh… well Josh and Wendy. And, though I care about Wendy, her being my childhood friend and all, I was really only there for Josh.



<span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Josh was my boyfriend… well almost. He had a girlfriend, long distance.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Everyone knows that relationships like that do not last.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I had been trying, desperately to show him my feelings. To show him there was no need to stay hung up on someone who lived like three hundred miles away when there was a willing girl right next to him.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I had thought the night had gone well. I sat next to him the whole time and he let his arm brush against mine. It was obviously evidence that he was beginning to fall for me. I was sure that in a few days he would break it off with that girl in new Mexico and ask me out. Wendy agreed with me, how could he not leave her.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">After a while Wendy, Josh and I had all gotten distracted with talking and looked up to realize that it was almost three in the morning. Josh had offered to walk us home, but Windy lived only a few doors down and I lived just across the Common in the Snuffles University dorms. So we went alone.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">After leaving Wendy at her door and walking about a block I entered the garden half of the common. With brisk steps I began to walk around the side of the lake nearest to Boylston Street.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I looked up from my shoes and that was when I spotted her.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">She was standing maybe ten feet in front of me. She was petite, skeleton like, with a face obscured by corkscrewed black hair. She was dressed in dark skinny jeans, and a olive sweatshirt that was covered in little black cat heads, and black flats. Were it not for the time of night and the large smile I could see stretched across her face, I would have thought nothing of her.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">As I drew closer her smile grew, stretching impossibly wide.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Why you up?” The odd questions passed her lips. Her voice was raspy, strained, like perhaps like she had eaten glass.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I paused, only for a moment.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">With wide eyes I glanced at her, she did not move. Did not even appear to breathe, and all I could see was the frightening grin.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I quickly began walking. She was probably just a film student from Emerson College. I always saw them in the common with their tripods and boom mics. It was likely that she had some friends hiding in the dark with a camera, hoping to scare people in the park and make it into their next film assignment. That had to be it.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">As I stared at the ground and walked quickly away, I heard the question again. It sounded like she was right next to me.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Why you up?”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I speeded my steps up. Not chancing a glance up until I was at the crosswalk of Charles Street. Here I stopped, then looked up and back.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I could see her still standing where she had been before. She was facing toward me.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I turned away and looked down the street for any cars seeing none I moved my gaze back to the other side of the street.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">There she was. Standing on the other side, grin still wide.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Why you up?” she called to me.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Feeling my heart beating like mad I moved a ways from the cross walk and ran across the street, watching her head turn and follow me, out of the corner of my eye.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I did not know what was going on. I was sure now that she was not just some film student.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Humans… humans cannot move that fast.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I ran past the baseball fields and tennis courts.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I saw her dark figure standing in both of them as I ran past.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Why you up?”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Why you up?”

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;">

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I bolted down the criss-crossing paths of the common. Ignoring the men sleeping on benches and groups standing around on the grass, joints and lighters illuminating their faces.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The only thing I paid attention to was her. She was everywhere.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Why you up?”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The words echoed in my mind as I sprinted. I clamped my hands over my ears but I could still hear her.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Faster than I knew I could, I darted across Tremont street and into the dorms.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I leaned against the wall just inside the door and turned looking out to see if she was still there.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">She wasn’t.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I sighed in relief, let me collect myself then made my way to the elevators and subsequently my room.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">With still shaking hands I unlocked the door. The lights were out. My roommate asleep. Quietly as I could I closed the door and started getting ready to sleep.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Why are you up?”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The female voice made me jump and I turned and looked at the lump of blankets that were my roommate.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“I just got back from studying with Josh.”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">There was no more sound from her.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The next morning when I work up I realized my roommate’s pile of blankets had not moved.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I crawled out of bed and checked the digital clock on my desk. It was almost eleven thirty.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Hey Emily, You need to get up, you have work in an hour.”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">She had probably been up partying last night. I smirked thinking about how hung over she would be, and the stories she would tell about the new guy she had found. I yawned and moved across the room, prepared to throw the blankets off her.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Get up!”

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I grabbed her black comforter and threw it to the side, and screamed.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">My roommate was lying in her bed, completely naked. The words “WHY YOU UP?” where gouged into every part of her skin. Blood oozed out of the deep cuts staining the white sheets.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Emily was dead... is dead. And I’m… I’m… I’m locked up here, because the police wouldn’t believe me. They said I killed her. They said there is no girl with a wide smile and dark hair.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I didn’t make her up, she’s real I know she is. She’s the killer I’m not.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The doctors here don’t believe me either, but she is real. I have seen her. She is here too. I hear her coarse voice bouncing through the white halls, as I try to sleep. Those words over and over and over and over. I can feel them burrowing into my ears.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Emily was just a warning.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:13.333333333333332px;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">She is coming for me.