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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Write in the MYSTERY genre (04/05/07)

TITLE: My Afternoon Walk
By k brown


The words ‘new home’ came into my mind all morning and as I entered the local craft shop every piece of merchandise had the words ‘New Home’ on them. Was this a sign that a new move was ahead of me? This filled me with hope as I contemplated the problems with my neighbours in the flat underneath mine. How they loved their all-night parties!!

The afternoon walk with Cindy my dog relieved the pressure of my angry thoughts towards my neighbours; wondering whether to stay or go. I loved the flat and the views were spectactular, it was my first real home with my daughter.

Walking towards the mini-golf course, Cindy ran ahead, as usual, and was greeted by a man; a stranger to me. She was jumping up and down as high as she could showing her pretty face and long pink tongue, which gave the appearance of her smiling.

I hadn’t planned on company. For the most part I had gotten used to being on my own; it was less painful. There was nothing about this man that would naturally draw you to him but he joined in my afternoon walk. They say a person can unburden to a stranger better than a friend or a member of your own family. We made polite conversation with one another but I was aware that my path to my destination was up ahead; a less steep path which veered to the left.

But as the turning approached , I found myself walking past it! I had every intention of turning off and saying goodbye, but for some unknown reason, I carried on walking with this gentleman. To this day I can’t explain why I did this. My back twinges were surprisingly absent and I continued to walk this very steep hill to the very top.

I asked him where he came from, to which he replied “Grimsby”.

Grimsby! I thought. This reminded me of my dad; very unpleasant .

As I continued to walk with him I poured out all my troubles. My disastrous personal relationships, troubles with my neighbours. I even told him about the crazy thoughts I was having about my parents being black because at that time I was convinced that my parents were not my parents. They couldn’t be. They didn’t love me.

He suddenly stopped, faced me and smiled. Catching me by surprise he touched my forehead and with humour in his voice said,

“But you are so white!”

“I know” I exclaimed in unbelief “It’s so hard to believe isn’t it?"

By this time we had arrived at the bottom of some steps and he told me he had to go. Smiling he left.

I carried on walking and realizing I had come to the end of the path. I turned around and headed back; the same way we had come. I felt a warm glow in my heart, not really understanding what had just happened. Then to my surprise yet again his head appeared from around the steps and said,

“Good luck with your new home.”

He smiled and was gone again. As I looked up the steps hoping to see him he was gone! No sign of him.

I still treasure this afternoon with my afternoon walking companion.

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Jacquelyn Horne04/12/07
This is a well written article. You wrote a very convincing problem. However, I would have liked to hear the solution too. But all in all, very good writing. Keep it up!
Brenda Welc04/12/07
I liked the flow of your storyline. Nice story.