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Entry date: 3-26-2023 - Mary - Letters to My Friends

Dear Friends,

Mary thought this was her chance. If she was quick, she might be able to get by Mark when he opened the door.

"You're right, Doctor. I do need to calm down," Mary said.

"I understand why you're upset, Mary. Because of your injury, you're brain tends to, how can I say it, reset itself from time to time."

"What do you mean?"

"Your injury impacted an area of your brain that controls imagination. Let's just say you have a very active imagination. Probably about 10,000x more than those who haven't had a similar injury."

"So, wait...are you saying that none of what I told you about actually happened?"

"Exactly, Mary. You made it up. It all came from your imagination."

"But you said Connie was dead. How can that be? You said Connie was dead. she real?"

"Yes, Mary. Connie was a real person."

Mary didn't notice the door opening and realized too late that she had probably missed her chance to see what was on the other side of the door to her room. She was overwhelmed by what Doctor Channing was telling her. Mark was standing next to her bed holding a syringe.

"Your choice, Mary. Shoulder or hip," Mark said.

"I'm really okay, Mark. Dr. Channing. I don't need that. I'd like to talk with you some more."

"Okay, Mary. Mark, if you want you can leave that with me. Mary and I can talk a little longer and maybe she will change her mind."

Mark thanked the Doctor, said goodbye to Mary, and left the room.

"Who was Connie?" Mary asked.

"Connie was your friend, Mary. She died when she was 13 years old."

"How did she die?"

"What I am about to tell you will be upsetting to you, Mary. Are you sure you would like to talk about this today?"

"Yes, doctor, I am sure. I need to know. Connie and I..." Mary stopped herself from saying anymore. She was afraid that she would just end up getting the shot.

"Mary, you and Connie were best friends growing up. She was your next door neighbor. One day you and she were in your backyard and you found a black widow spider building a web in the backyard..."


"Mary, I'm sor..."


"Mary, I'm sorry to have to tell you this again."


Mary lunged off of her bed at Dr. Channing, catching him by surprise. She caught him with a glancing blow with her right hand as he moved at the last second. It stung Dr. Channing and Mary was on top of him, clawing at his face.

"MARK!!!" Dr. Channing screamed.


The door slammed open and Mark was on top of Mary, putting her into a submissive hold he had practice thousands of times during his training.

"LET ME GOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Mary yelled at the top of her lungs.

(to be continued)


See you tomorrow.

Such a great picture. If I had a time machine, I would probably go to this show.

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