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I Wish I Hadn’t Read Her Diary (Inspirational Monday)

Another story inspired by this week’s prompts from ‘Inspiration Monday’

I Wish I Hadn’t Read Her Diary

She was the most beautiful women I had ever met. Her name was Magdalene and she’d appeared in my life just a week ago. In some ways it has been a very strange week. In spite of spending hours talking to one another I realize that I still know nothing about her except her name. When I mentioned this earlier today she smiled and invited me to her flat tonight where I will find out more. She had that mysterious look on her face and a wicked grin that promised me a night to remember.

So here I am, sat in her flat with a glass of beer in my hand watching her as she prepares the food. She looks even more ravishing than usual and, if I’m honest, a little threatening. I keep getting this image of a poor fly caught in a delectable spider’s web.

“Stop looking at me with those lustful eyes,” she whispers as she leans across and drops a book on the table in front of me. “You said you wanted  to know more about me, have a read of this. It’s my diary, all you need to know is in there.” This was crazy. Most women I knew wouldn’t have let me anywhere near their diary. Magdalene was actually inviting me to read hers. This was too good an opportunity to miss.

I picked up the red, leather-bound book and started reading ……. “My Earthly name is Magdalene. I am in fact an Information Gathering Android from the planet Volgan 09. I have been sent here to gather details about the human race ………

She was obviously winding me up. I smiled and was about to make some sort of wise remark when I noticed something disturbing. The writing in the diary had vanished and in its place was a pair of eyes staring straight at me. My immediate instinct was to drop the book but I couldn’t. The more I tried to let go the more it appeared to be glued to my fingers. I tried to look away and call out for Magdalene but I couldn’t move. It was as if the eyes in the diary had locked on to mine and I was transfixed. They seemed to be burrowing into the very depths of my mind.

Then the words began to appear on the page. As I read them it slowly dawned on me that they were my words. Everything I had said, or imagined, or thought that day was being transcribed on to the page. I was vaguely aware of Magdalene standing by the side of me. “It will soon be over,” she whispered, “My diary is collecting all your memories, ideas, dreams, thoughts ….. everything. I told you it was going to be an exciting evening.”

The writing is slowing down, I suppose that means my mind is almost empty. Once the last full stop is added to the page I will no longer exist.

MikeJackson©2011

 

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Now that I'm retired I have more time to devote to writing my blog and creating short stories.

14 thoughts on “I Wish I Hadn’t Read Her Diary (Inspirational Monday)

  1. quick Mike, turn your eyes away!! ¬¬¬ Slap ¬¬¬¬!! OH well didn’t work!! Gotta dash before I feel the pull of the diary… Every man um…woman for themselves!!
    Good storyline, very (science fiction) believable. (I believe anything you know!! well.. almost!! ) xPenx

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    1. I’m glad you liked it.
      One of the great things about the ‘Inspiration Monday’ prompts is that they inspire ideas that might never have seen the light of day.

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  2. I see a re-occuring theme ….. wondering if “something” is influencing your thoughts ?
    (now wondering if “something” is communicating with me)

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  3. I’m a science fiction fan, but not a huge science fiction fan. The trouble with so much of it is I don’t believe it—in a genre where anything is possible, I think some writers use that as a replacement for plot.

    But your stories are totally believable and immersing. I loved this. It was unexpected and creepy (in a good way).

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    1. Thank you for your comments.
      I’m glad you enjoyed the story.
      I couldn’t agree more about science fiction – all stories have got to be believable, how ever far fetched the idea might be. I’m afraid I’m one of those readers who, if I don’t begin to see the places and people in my head, gives up on the book.

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