DEATH BE NOT LOUD

WHAT IF...?

I have come to the conclusion that I am either a cat or a creature from some Galaxy far, far away. Nothing else explains why I survived three scenarios that should have rendered me well and truly dead. Truly!

December 1995: It was the week before Christmas and all through the….no, that’s not it. It was the week before Christmas, 1995, and I was finishing my Holiday shopping in the Pasadena Mall. Having recently suffered a serious lower back injury, I was unable to walk without a cane. So, cane in one hand, large purse stuffed with small gifts in the other, I hobbled on to an empty elevator, for a trip to the parking garage.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, two young men, one tall, one short, both reeking of danger, slipped into the elevator. They grinned as they stared at me and my cane…

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Author: Y.Not?! (aka Brooke Jones)

Author of "WHY ARE THERE MONKEYS? (and other questions for God)"; Blogger; Meme Maven (Facebook/CampMemeADay); Political Satirist; former SF and LA radio personality; Stand-Up Comedian turned Sit-Down Comedian (due to ever advancing decrepitude); Breast Cancer Warrior; Creator of CardBard Greetings (zazzle.com/thecardoutlet) because... Y.Not?!

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