Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Johari Window - Part I

“Travelers are reminded the Johari window will be opening in 25 minutes,” the crisp robotic voice said from somewhere above the long, white corridors.

“Come on!” Susan shouted, running ahead of her brother down the gently curving hallway. “We’ll be late!”

Peter shuffled his feet, dragging the large black suitcase behind him. The hand not pulling his luggage was stuffed deep in a pocket, and he blew a lock of dark brown hair off his forehead. They weren't going to be late. They hadn't been late yet, and they had done this nearly two dozen times already. However, this was their last one. For the next 25 minutes, his universe was the click clack of his suitcase’s wheels and the sound of his footsteps. After that, he didn’t want to think about it. 

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1 comment:

  1. Very nice start! Leaves me genuinely intrigued. I can picture it all. It's nice and simple. The concept has a lot of potential, so I'm looking forward to entries that follow. Thanks for the invitation to read! (: