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I walked slowly down Shagbark Road on the moon lit night of December 31. The mountain road was single laned and if you followed it all the way up you would end up at the ski lodge where New Years Eve celebrations where in full swing, but I was alone.


There are no street lights here so the only guide is the bright silver moon overhead, and the soft crush of my boots on ice and snow that powders the road. I walk alone.





I stopped by Rascals, the local pub, to warm myself with a few shots before the final leg home. Even drinking is tough on a night like this - lots of pretty people, couples cuddling and whispering in each others ears - is was sweet, and yet harsh.





As I walked back in the dark, I notice myself casting shadows on the snow below me. The moon was now behind me so my shadow was casting forward. Yet now I notice that my shadow was alone on the snow. I catch a faint fragrance approach me - perfume;sweet;intoxicating. I turn my eyes to see...........

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.... a young couple arm and arm walking towards the ski lodge. As I stood there frozen, they passed, acknowledged me with a, "Having a Happy New Year's Eve?" I smiled... gave the obligatory nod and listened as their laughter echoed down the lane as the distance between us grew.





I stood and watched them for a while until the figures grew so faint that I could barely make them out in the moonlight. The one thing I knew for certain. I hadn't moved since they passed. What was I doing? Why in the world did I even consider going to the lodge? I wouldn't know a soul and come midnight I'd be torturing myself as I watched the smiles on the faces of the couples as they embraced the one they loved and kissed in the new year. I shuddered and shook off the thought. I'm an idiot. Who am i fooling? So I finally pursuaded my feet to move, and I headed back down Shagbark Road...... alone.





Thirty minutes later, I unlock the door to my flat, drop my keys in the dish, kick off my shoes and fall on the sofa. Ahhhh...... just another night in bachelorhood. Who the hell cares that it's New Year's Eve. It's just another night...... like all nights have been...... for the past 6 years....... since...... since I ****** up my life. And there I go again. Why do I do this to myself? Self-pity did seem to be the one thing I had mastered throughout the years. I couldn't seem to hold a job. I alienated friends whenever I made them. I can't save money if my life depended on it. But by golly...... I had the best self-deprecating attitude of any bloke I knew.





Ok... New Year's resolution numero uno. Forgive yourself. But how could I? What I had done had ruined my life...... because I knew I had ruined hers. God, no one had ever loved me as she had. She gave me the world. Held it right there in front of me on a silver platter. She taught me how to laugh, even in the face of adversity. Damn, how could one person have been so positive. She saw the good in me...... the sides that I had prayed people would see..... yet no one ever did, but her. It didn't matter how hard I tried to hide who I was, she knew better and could delve down into my soul and pull me out whereas others had always let me drown. She never complained to me, even when I demanded so much of her. She would just be herself and let me make an idiot of myself until I finally realized what a putz I was. She would then kiss me and hold me like she'd never let me go and say, "I knew you'd figure it out." God..... she was perfection. She let me grow.... let me make the realizations. She never forced anything on me. And ..... and....... and I let go.





I threw my hands up at that moment and knew that I was going down a road that was going to be lonlier than Shagbark road on New Year's Eve. I had to change the topic running through my head. So I layed back, found the remote and started clicking through stations. Anything but that dropping ball. Anything but that song. Anything but her.... her...... her.... See she was just so fuking perfect. ANYONE would have walked away. How do you meet expectations of a person who is perfect when you are so not? I had to run..... if I didn't, I would have only hurt her down the road. I was a mess. I was worthless and there i was already breaking new years resolution numero uno.





I sat there with my head in my hands for what seemed like hours. All along trying to figure out how to forgive myself when I was so angry with myself. There was only one way.





I dialed her number..... I knew it by heart. There are some things that disappear from your mind the minute they enter. Her phone number was not one of them. I couldn't actually believe I was doing this. It was like one of those surreal moments where you have this out of body experience. Watching yourself doing something and shaking your head saying, "Ok this is so not happening." Oh..... but it was.





The phone rang...... and she picked up on the first ring. I couldn't say a word. I just sat there..... listening to this voice that with just one simple "hello" grabbed my heart and made it pump like hell. "Hello?? Is anyone there? John?" My heart literally stopped. She said my name. How in the hell did she know it was me? "John? Are you there?"





"Uh... yeah... hey.... I'm sorry, I got distracted by people here at the party and didn't hear you answer." I smacked my head thinking why in the hell did you just lie to her??


"Cool... you're having a party. That's great John. Seriously, I hope you guys are having a wonderful New Year's Eve," she said with the most sincere love. I know that voice.... she always wanted the best for me. God, even after I just lied to her.


"Ok ok ok..... I lied. There's no party going on. There's no friends here..... no champagne, no noisemakers, no nothing. I lied." Out of body experience number 2. Why did I just confess?


"Oh I know," she said with the greatest giggle of all time giggles on the giggle scale of .......giggles. How did she do that? Laughs at this lie instead of criticizing? How in the hell does she do that?


"Listen, I'm not sure why I called...... I just know that I did."


"It's ok John...... you really don't always have to have a reason to call."


"Well... I wanted you to know that I made a New years resolution. I guess it might be 6 six years too late.... but I'm forgiving myself for.... for everything. And I guess, I kinda needed to know, that maybe you would forgive me as well." I was going out on a limb here. But there it was. I had called... I had confessed my issues and I was sure she was resentful enough to just hang up. But that night..... my life changed forever when all she said was.....


"John...... I knew you'd figure it out."
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Reply:My Best friend Joe, dressed in drag and looking for trouble....
Reply:...what appears to be a woman, kneeling by a tree. Her back is to me, so I can't see her face, or what she is doing. I wonder what she is doing out here, alone, on a night like this. She should be with her loved one, at the ski lodge perhaps. I wonder if she's hurt or sad.





I gingerly approach her, my boots squeaking on the packed snow. She doesn't turn toward me, so I speak to her softly. "Miss?". No response. "Miss?" a bit louder, but still no response. I take two more steps and say a bit louder still "Excuse me, but are you alright?".





Slowly, she turns her head and I can see she's bleeding from somewhere above her nose; I'm not sure if it's coming from her eyes, her head, or what. The snow has melted a bit where drops of blood have fallen.





I hurriedly take a few more steps to reach her, and put my arm around her shoulders. Now that I'm so close, the sweet intoxicating essence of her perfume makes me heady and I forget, only momentarily, that she needs help.





I lift her to her feet and turn her toward me. I can see now that she has a cut above her left eye. Oddly thankful that I've had a cold for the past week, I reach in the pocket of my red wool hunting jacket and get a kleenex to wipe her head clean.





She seems to be disoriented, and while not afraid of me, she hasn't spoken to me either. I contemplate whether I should take her up the road to the ski lodge, or head back to Rascals, to get some help. The ski lodge is closer, but Rascals is downhill. I decide on Rascals, and hope I don't have to carry her all the way.
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Reply:Jack, my old drinking buddy who mysteriously disappeared 2 years ago. I was wondering why he smelled like women's perfume. "Jack, where've you been?" I asked with a mixture of euphemism and surprise. "My name isn't Jack anymore, I changed it to Sam." Jack/Sam said. "Why? And how come you smell like perfume?" I asked. "I changed my name because I've just always liked the name Sam, but I don't know why. And I smell like perfume because I've been getting lots of hugs, mostly by women, at the ski lodge up there." he answered while pointing to the ski lodge on the hill. "Why was everyone hugging you?" I said. Jack/Sam answered, "I own the lodge now! They're hugging me to thank me because I'm the one that's hosting the New Year's party!" "Sounds great" I responded. "Hey, why don't you come up and join us? We've having a real blast up there!" "Well...I don't..." I started to say but Jack/Sam interrupted with,"Aww nonsense! you're coming with me and that's that." I was thinking about saying something, but I guess a party would get my spirits up. So I went up to the ski lodge with my old drinking buddy. But once we got there, we were shocked like a kid with wet hands sticking his finger in a wall socket. What we saw there was terrible, but that's another story.


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Reply:a black Range Rover with the window halfway down. "Want a ride?" she asked, the heady scent exhilarated me. I am a patient, cautious man. As I peered through the window fear burned in my throat; it wasn't panic, with its sharp fluttering wings in my belly. It was rage, the hot, bubbling gush of it pumping through my blood.
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Reply:a huge buck covered in woman's perfume. Sneeky ba$tard!
Reply:a rag cover my face. I try to fight but the booze, the cold and the ether are combining to over come me. My vision blurs and my body relaxes, its no use.


As my head begins to throb, I start to recall the events from last night. My eyes widen in fear as I take in unfimiliar surrondings. I'm lying naked on a cold wooden floor, my clothes heaped in a corner. I feel really bad and not just hung over style head ache, I mean like something real bad happened. I look around the room and see that it is an old wood shed. I see my wallet lying too my left and pick it up. I check it to see if it still has everything in it. The photo of my girlfriend, the ticket for my drycleaning and my credit cards. Good its all there. Except, wait there's $10 in here, I spent all my money in the Bar so where did this come from? I start to freak out and look over my left shoulder, there it is the answer to my question. Lying there, center stage on the floor......a used condom, no wonder my *** hurts.
Reply:The fairest of women, almost angelic. As she came toward me I noticed a slight smile upon her face. It warmed me to see it. I could she was shivering so I removed my coat. I could see her smile but could not make out her face. That was until she raised it as I put my coat around her. It was nothing like I expected. It was her. Rose. I should have recognized the perfume. She said nothing as she leaned forward to kiss me right as the bells rang in the New Year. Oh my Rose, how I never thought I would see her again. And now here we are together never to walk alone in the snow and cold again. But then I wager that from now on we shall never even feel the cold again. Alda
Reply:the most intrigueing woman walking my way and as she passes, she slowly looks up from underneath her hat, stops, burshes me lightly on the cheek with her lips and wishes me a Happy New Year, then walks away silently as she approached me.
Reply:A woman weilding an axe. The woman was pale, almost dead-like. In one hand she held a ferocious looking hatchet dripping with blood while in the other she had a bottle filled with some sort of liquid. As a long time viewer of horror films, I realised what series of events were to occur if I was to tary.





I ran as fast as i could while the crazy woman pursued me. I slipped and fell on a small piece of ice which landed me face first into snow. The woman came to me, ready to take a might swing until I heard the sounds of sirens quickly approaching. The woman took haste and hid in an nearby abandoned building. Three Police cars came, three officers went into pursuit of the insane woman while two stayed behined and questioned me. The officer explained to me that the woman was a notorious serial killer who has killed approximately 120 people, perhaps even more.





I returned to Rascals to enlighten the patrons of my encounter. They brushed me offm believing it to be the nonsensical tales of the "New Years Drunk"


I returned home frightened an hour later. I took a bath and washed up. I looked down upon the sink to cleanse my face with my towel only to rise up and see the reflection of the axe weilding maniac with a devilish grin on her face....





"Oh shiiit"





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Reply:a snow drifted angel coming right toward me, the greeting was so sweet she swept me off my feet, we both tumbled to the snow packs and you can take it from their.
Reply:My old friend buddy with a 3/4 full bottle of scotch and two friendly young women. "Can you help me take these lassies home he says"? ...I dunna need to tuck them into bed, and I dinna wanna be lopsided! You smile..life is good!
Reply:Laura, the most ravishing beautiful blond woman I have ever known. She grabs me and kisses me and wishes me Happy New Year just in the nick of time. Just then her twin sister Lois pulled up and announced she was pregnant, she was frantic. She announced that it was mine, and that was the end of my Happy New Year. The rest is history. Laura left for Georgia the next day and we never spoke of Happy New Year ever again. THE END
Reply:... the shadowy figure of a lady, standing all alone under the pale moonlight.
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Reply:there was this wonderful lady looking into my eyes. She was a GODESS. She was beautiful, blonde hair, the roundest baby blue eyes, only to realize, there is not a chance, for a relationship. As I walk back home, in this cold, she follows me, i stop to look at her, and she turns away, so i keep walking, and she continues to follow me. I look back once again, and we make eye contact
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Reply:I turn my eyes to see a man. A big, strong man!!! Apparently he had sprayed ladies perfume. He looked at me with puppy dog eyes. Oh no! Is he trying to hit on me? I take a step back. He take a step forward. "Aahhhhhhhh!! This guy is....."





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Reply:I turn my eyes to see a familiar-looking girl. I've seen her in my dreams before, infact I had one of those dreams last night. She was chasing me through the woods, and I just kept running away from her. I wasn't sure what that dream meant when i woke up that morning, but whatever it is; I have to be the guy she's looking for.



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