Notes

The Un-Possible Mythical
The alarm went off as John, me jumped up from my bed, “Another day, another day. Same old, same old.” Well I better head off. John walked down the stairs to go get some coffee. I grabbed the coffee grounds from in the cupboard of the old smelly apartment, and I put them in to the coffee grinder and took the T.V. remote and pressed power. As the T.V. flashed on. I turned to my favorite T.V. show “My Little Brony.” As his carafe started beeping, signaling that his coffee was done. So, I hopped off of my couch and walked to go pour my coffee, I carefully poured the coffee into mug, then opened the fridge to grab some milk that I had bought with last of his money. I sat back down on the couch, and finished my coffee.
John looked at the time and sighed. “Well time to go to work.” He walked outside of his apartment and got in his old heap, clunker of a car and drove to work. He worked in a cheese factory, not much fun. He wanted to work somewhere, where he thought he was making a change, not at a cheese factory. He wanted to work in a children’s hospital or work in the nature. That’s one thing that would make John feel good. John loved to go and be in the nature, he loved to go on a hike. Any free time he had, he would go and take an exercise run, or a hike. But hiking isn’t really a morning thing so he hikes on any free time he has, not in the morning. While John was driving to work he said “This is my first day, since I got fired for having one of my meals made late, and it was the wrong order I did. But why the heck would I even get fired for that!? Anyway, that was in the past, I need to make a good reputation on the first day here, so I don’t screw up again.”
John had finally driven in the smallish parking lot next to the biggish cheese factory, he walked out of his car, started to walk into the building and sighed, “well this is all I have got. And, it is my second week only.” When he went to the, well kind of front desk room. It was pretty small, but I’m not surprised considering it’s a cheese factory, and I would guess not much people would want to swing by and observe someone making some cheese. Cheese, out of all of it, out of all of the other things. I have to make cheese. I hate cheese. So I went up to the person in the front desk area, and I said “Hello my name is Joh… “
“Oh yes, I have been expecting you Jaw…”
“It’s John. Anyway, I…”
“Oh yes right away”
“I already don’t like this guy” I mumbled.
Luckily he didn’t hear me mumble that.
Very few moments after I mumbled a guy walked in from a nearby door, he was a tall man, probably about 7 feet tall. He was wearing a suit, it seemed like something important was going to happen later that day, like a wedding, or going to a nice restaurant. But it also didn’t, it seemed as if he was just one of those guys that likes to dress nice. He noticed me in that corner of his eye, and then he said. “Ah, you are the new one, my name is Hankies, I prefer to be called Hank?”
I thought to myself “I don’t like to be called the new one, but oh well…” So then I responded with. “Hi Hank nice to meet you, and yes I am the new one.”
And so then Hank said. “Okay, I have been waiting for you, there is not much here to know, just a few simple rules.”
He started to jibber jabber a decent amount of rules as we walked around the factory, I started to kind of ignore him though, it got boring after a while. “Rule number 17, never let any of mice or any other animals bother you, simply wave and shoo them away. Don’t touch them though, it is unsanitary. But if you do touch them somehow, on accident or whatever, make sure that you. Always wash your hands!” He kind of spat a little bit of saliva as he said that too, gross. Rule number 18… Rule number 19 blah, blah. Blah, blah. I don’t like this place one bit. There was also a pretty weird rule though. Hank said. “I’m not too fond on this rule but here it is, Rule number 7. Don’t make eye contact with any of the people that come to visit the factory, unless they talk to you first, or if they are a family member. I know isn’t that rule weird?”
I looked at him with the most puzzled face and said “yeah?”
He nodded and said. “But. Anyway, moving on. Here is the next rule. Rule 8…”
At least most of the other employees are nice. Except for this one guy, he is not that much of a friendly guy, he is well I wouldn’t say or call him fat because that’s pretty rude. I’ll just call him overweight. Well very overweight… He is like a mouse, looks like a mouse, Mousmen. I don’t know what to call him? So, how about Mousmen? He eats like a mouse. And, when no one is looking he stashes like 5 slices of cheese into his pocket. I guess he likes cheese; the stuff is nasty in my opinion. I hate cheese, yet I work. Here. In a cheese factory, I place where they make the discussing stuff. Here in a cheese factory. It is almost lunch break now, I have about 15 minutes. Until, I see Hank notice me, and then starting to walk to me. He walks up and says “Oh I forgot to tell you, call me on my work number.” Hank hands me a piece of paper, I silently read in my head. “1+ (564) 865-0912 is my work number. I work a half an hour later than when everyone leaves. You can call me then, if you need anything.” I say “thanks.” As he then walked away. It is lunch break now, not that much to talk about, just the normal old lunch break. Mousmen was over there eating the cheese hidden under a tree outside so no one sees what he is doing. But me, I was the new guy so I didn’t get that much attention. I had talked to a few of the employees, they are pretty cool, pretty nice guys. But I work almost at low wage, the low wage where I live is 8 dollars and 87 cents, pretty weird number but that’s that. I get 9 dollars and 50 cents an hour. At least it isn’t minimum wage. After our break, or I suppose you can call it a lunch break, I worked for a few more hours, until it was time to leave. When it was time to leave, I got into my car, and I grabbed my most prized position, my iPhone. My iPhone is the only thing that Is actually worth a lot, that I have bought. I am not the richest guy. But, I also forgot to ask the schedule, so I called Hank to see what it was. When I
It takes about 30 minutes to get home from my work, this drive home was pretty strange. I felt like I needed to take a break from the world, get a break. I thought about taking a break for a while, and then it hit me in needed to take hike, or something like that. I planned to take an overnight hike tomorrow, or most people would call it backpacking. Because I only have work Monday through Thursday, and today was Thursday. So I packed a lot of food and water, a sleeping bag, an emergency first aid kit, a jacket, a notebook just in case. And some random spare cloths I just through in, but lastly, a few more stuff such as a phone just in case. Oh, I also packed a lighter for starting a fire, because I don’t know how to start one without a lighter, if I did I think I wouldn’t bring one. Once I was done packing, I decided to order some pizza, I was hungry because it was 8:30 pm after all of the packing. At this point I was at a pretty low budget. So when I was waiting for the pizza, I decided to turn on the T.V. I shook my head in surprise because there was an awesome movie playing the movie is fairly new too, it was made in 2015 and it was called Fast and furious 6 I moved down to it on the T.V. remote because I have cable T.V. I heard the doorbell ring. I thought. “That must be the pizza?” So I jumped from my couch. Walked over to the door, which was about 9 feet away, opened it and. I was correct! It was the pizza. An about 5 foot 3 man stood holding a pizza, I saw that he was driving the new “Dominos” car. It looked worse than it did in the advertisements. Not so surprised though, I mean it is advertising. The man had a little name tag on my right of his shirt. The name tag read, “Dohn J Geln.” Weird name, that is the second time I have met someone with a weird name today. But oh well. Dohn said “Is this your pizza?”
I said “Yes, thank you.”
“No problem.” Dohn properly responded.
Dohn hands over the pizza, I give him some cash, he gives me the recite, etcetera. After I get all of the pizza, I kindly say “bye.” And Dohn waves and closes the door. I walk over back to the couch, and flip the play button on the T.V. remote. I start to eat my pizza, and watch the movie.
I wake up at about 8 am and I remember that it was garbage day Friday, today. The garbage man takes the garbage at about 11 am, so I have got some time to spare, why not read a book for once? I go grab a book off of the one shelf I have in the living room, I walked to the couch and started to read, the story was very intriguing, and I continued to read it for about an hour. And, at then I decided to take out the garbage and recycling, since the recycling guy comes about 10 minutes after the garbage guy does. When I got done with that I decided to go, because why not. I packed everything into my car nice and neatly. I have a good feeling about today. “This is one of the rare days that I get to do something that is actually fun to me.” I hoped into my car, and started to drive. The drive according to my phone should take about 2 hours, which seems pretty reasonable. On the way there I saw a few animals, like some birds and squirrels, and I few dear. So, I got there, to the hiking spot. And so, I grabbed my packed backpack from the back of the car, and then. I just started to walk, walking on the right trail that is. But, I think it is fun to walk. I don’t know why I do, I guess I just do? I could walk, and walk, and walk. I’m not that slow when I do it too, actually, I lied, I do know part of the reason on why I like walking and hiking. I think it is because of the exercise I get from doing it. All though most people don’t like to exercise, which is something I completely don’t understand. I use walking as my excise, I think excise breaks all of the bad stuff that is happening in your life. But that is enough talking about me, we are almost to the break part in the trail, the part where I think I should stop for a break. I saw a few more people on the trail though, I wasn’t the only one. I probably am the only one doing the overnight backpacking though. I like to do hiking and backpacking solo. I don’t like to have more than just me, simple because I believe it brings a feeling to you, a good feeling to you. I don’t know what feeling though, just a good feeling inside you when you hike alone. But this time it was different, I feel like I should have brought a friend, this time, right now, something hit me. I didn’t feel like myself, but I felt like myself in the future, I feel like a dark feeling was upon me this time. I don’t feel like myself anymore.
It kept getting worse, every minute, the slightest change of the feeling inside of me, it wasn’t a pain I was feeling. Not a pain, like sore that you can’t feel, but you can only feel with your heart, I feel like something not right is going to happen soon. Very soon, the feeling had stopped, I don’t know what I would have had done if it kept going, if the bad feeling decided to keep going. That feeling, it was strange, I don’t think anyone has ever felt that feeling like I did, I don’t believe that if I travel every square inch in this world, I would never find anyone that has experienced this feeling, not one, no one would have had the feeling that I just had this day. But I had to keep walking, so I walked until I found a part on the trail where it narrows, I remember skimming this part on the map as I walked by it, I can remember it saying “Death Hill Hallway” and it had a few cliff objects on the map, as well as a river running through the cliffs, I can also saw the trail that I believe I was on. I think that was the name of a trail that went along the cliff side, that’s dangerous I also remembered that I just missed my lunch spot, the spot that I was going to have lunch at. I walked through the narrow bend in the trail. What is supposed to be “Death Hill Hallway” until I the feeling started to kick in again, I feel like my strength decided to stop too, now I feel like I can’t just keep walking, and walking, and walking… I collapse off of the cliff, I desperately flail around trying to grab a branch on a tree, I look to the ground. And everything becomes slow motion. I fall into the river, and I fell asleep. In about 30 seconds later my eyes flash open, I quickly grab my phone, desperately trying to type the numbers 911, but I was too late, my eyes close again, as my body starts to get cold and begins shuts down. I haven’t shut down fully not yet at least.
I wake up seeing nothing but darkness, “Oh no, I couldn’t have gone blind! No, no, no! No!” Ok, don’t panic, deep breaths, I breath in and out slowly. I notice that I am lying down in mud dune, and realize that it hurts all of the sudden, and I feel pain, like some little bugs are prying their way into m the ground in caution and I quickly try to flick them off, and luckily they sweep right off. Except for a few that seemed to be almost halfway into my skin, I said. “These things sure now how to, hurry! When you need to hurry!” I pick each one out of my skin, and it wasn’t like a mosquito bite or anything, it was like something plucking not your hairs on your skin. But, picked the skin off itself. After a while it started to sting, kind of like a bees sting, except more painful. “Where am I?” I asked myself. “What is this? where is this? Am I even still on earth?” I walk a bit more, still not being able to see what is in front of me, or where I am. I keep repeating the 3 words. “Where am I, where am I, where am I?”