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üOnceuponatime
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ShewasmyRita
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Whynotjustdropdead
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Anexperimentalstory
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Hello?
ÇbyGardEggesbøAbrahamsen
"Hellothere!"
Alittlevoicewhisperinginmyhead.Itdidn'tsaymuch,just"Hello
there,"andthennothing.Itwouldrepeatitselfafewtimesbefore
repeatingitself,andthenitrepeateditself."Hellothere,"itsaid.
Andthenoncemore."Hellothere!"
ItwouldcontinuetorepeatthistillItalkedbacktoit."Hello
there,"I'dsay,andthenitjustdisappeared."Hellothere,"I'drepeat,
butnoreplywouldbereturnedtome.Icouldsay"Hellothere,"asmany
timesasthevoicehadspokentome,butstillnoreplywouldemerge.
Still,sometimes,thisvoicewouldsaysomethingelsethan"Hello
there".Infact,sometimes,itwouldsay"Aren'tyouhappytohaveme
insideyourhead?"Itmademeconfused.IhadnoideawhatsoeverwhyI
wantedornotwantedtohavethevoiceinsideofmyhead.Icouldn'tgive
aproperreplytothequestion.
Untiloneday,thevoicedisappeared."Hellothere,"Itried.No
reply."Hellothere,voice!"Stillnoresponse.Wasmyheadgettingsoft?
Irealizedthatthevoicehadleft,andthatIwanteditback.Cometo
thinkofit,yes,Ididlikethevoice.
ThesilencecontinuedbuggingmeforquiteawhilebeforeIreached
thepointofnoreturn.Iwouldscreaminhysteria,shoutattheentrence
door,lieinacomaonthesofainfrontoftheTV.Everythingstoppedme
now...
"Hellothere,"Imumbledtomyself."Hello,"
Iwrotedowneverythingthevoicehadeversaidtome.Ittookonly
twolinesinmybook.Twosentences.Itwasthehello.Anditwasthe
question.DidIlikethevoiceinsidemyhead?Yes,Ilikedthevoice
insidemyhead.DidIwantthevoiceinsidemyheadtostayinsidemy
head?Yes.
Atthispoint,Igotupfromthesofaandscreamed."YES!!!YES!!!"
Noreply.
Zero.
"MayI?"
Itdidn'tregisteratonce.PerhapsthevoicehadchangedorIhad
forgotenit,butafterasecond,Irealizedthatthevoicehadactually
givenmeareply.
"Goahead,"Isaid.
"Hellothere,"Itsvoiceremindedmeoftheolddayswhenthevoice
usedtobearoundallthetime,andIcouldfeelalive.
"Hi,"Isaid.
"Aren'tyouhappytohavemeinsideyourhead?"
Thequestionmadememelt.Itaffectedmeinakindapositiveway.I
wantedtolivejusttofeelthevoiceinsidemyhead."Yea,damit.Yea!"
"I'mhappy,too."
"Soyou'llstayinsidemyhead?"
"Doyouwantmeto?"
"You'realwayswelcometostayinsidemyhead,"
"Great.Thenwecantalk,"
"Yea!Wouldn'tthatbegreat?"
"Ofcourseitwould.Becausewehavetotalk.Imean,wehaveto."
Ç "Hoursandhours."
"Itwon'ttakethatlong,"itsaidandthenitdisappeared.
Thehappinesswasfadingaway.EventhoughIforoncehadbeentalking
tothevoice,Ifeltthatsomethingwaswrong,butIhadtosticktothe
voiceinmyhead.Ihadtocarryon.Carryon...
Ipickedupthephone.Carryon...
"Voice?"
"Voice!"
"Hellothere,"
"Hellothere,"
"Canwetalk?"
"Yea,wehavetotalk.Wehaveto.Sometime."
"Andnow?"
"Sometime."
Carryon...
"Now?"Iasked.
"Notnow,"itsaid.
Carryoff...
"Voice?"Itried.
Noreply.
"Voice?Hellothere,"Ireied.
Zero.
Itunedtheradio.Hello?"Hi!"
"Haveyouseenmyvoice?"
"Haveyoulostit?"
"No,itleftme."
"Isee."
"So?"
"No,Ihaven'tseenit."
"But..."
"Areyousurethatit'syourvoice?"
"I'mquitesu..."
"Forgetit.It'sgoneofftosomebodyelse."
"Areyousure?"
"Listen.I'vebeentalkingtoyourvoice."
"Soyou'resure."
"Perfectlysure."
Radiooff.Carryon.
Ifeltabandoned,butIhadtocarryon.Still,asfriends.
"Doyourememberme?"
"Iremember."
"And?"
"Goaway!"