Short Story: Dejavu – Part 5 Finale


“This is where you want dropped off?” The truck driver asked, his eyes peering down from his opened window. Rain pelted the eighteen-wheeler, dripped down into the man’s console controls. The truck was pulled over to the side of the road, its hazard lights blinking in the fog from the storm. The driver’s eyes scanned across the forest surrounding the rural road.

“Yup,” James said. He stood outside of the driver’s door, a broad smile across his face.

“I can’t imagine why you would want to be dropped off here,” the man said. “There’s not a soul in sight.”

James just smiled at the man and waved to him. “Thank you man, I really appreciate the ride.”

The truck driver shook his head, waved back, and pulled back onto the road. As the man pulled away, James’s constant migraines immediately subsided. James felt the man’s thoughts stretch like taffy and dislodge out of his mind as the man drove. It had finally happened. The silence had come. No more would James be plagued by floating thoughts of anyone surrounding him. No more would he have to hide in his tiny, dark apartment in a giant city, where the windows were tapped shut so he couldn’t see anyone outside. Never again would his home be barraged by people begging for him to push himself past the brink.

No cars came down the dirt road in the fifteen minutes James soaked in the silence. It was the first time in James’s life that all he could hear was the rain, and he sobbed. He sobbed for both the relief he felt by being completely alone and the loneliness that he would have to relegate himself within for the rest of his life. This was not the first time he had to flee, every time word would spread about his abilities he’d pick up and move, hoping to learn from his past mistakes and manage to live a normal life in society. Now, for the first time, he saw the truth. People would always try to take from him more than he could give. He could never be around them again.

Alone. Alone was the only way he’d survive now. With his own two hands in solitude.


Thank you all for sticking with me through this short story! I will be submitting this for publication soon, and thus this series will only be up on my blog for a limited time. I will begin a new short story next Wednesday!

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