The Doppelganger

Hello!

So I got accepted into the school web-zine, and I have decided to share the short story I submitted that has granted me access to this beautiful opportunity. I hope you like it, however, keep in mind it is a thriller, so for those of you who are weak of heart, I must warn you

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Marian was taking her usual afternoon walk when she saw Mr. Clementine running in her direction.

“Why, good morning Mr. Clementine.” She said astounded.

He shook his head and placed a finger on his lips.

“No time to talk, I've finally done it Marian. I've done it!”

“I don’t believe you! Show me at once!”

First Day of School, and the Lost Notes from Canada

-Got into airport

-Went to check-in after going in the wrong lane

-Dad took my bag, then returned it after I tried taking Sara's

-Took a shortcut to passport control where a guy with braces checked our passports

-Went to duty free and saw a cool magazine with free stickers included...it was a card magazine (I want it even more now)

-We went to business lounge for about an hour and my sister and I explored the place and ate the food from the buffet

-Saw a place that served fruits (in business lounge) and it had turkey sandwiches with weird-smelling orange bread (apparently I also ate it...says a lot about me, hehe)

-Sara tried to put hot chocolate in a small mug, it overflowed and then she cleaned the mess and got a new cup and filled it from the machine

-She ate cheese with it

-Went to an isolated TV booth

-Wanted to go to Sara's booth, but instead entered a random guy's booth

-Went to Sara's booth and told her about it, we could hear him laugh as we laughed too

-Went to gate 216

-Wanted to run down slanted hallway to plane-request denied

-Went through a wrong turn into the wrong airplane entrance thingy, and a nice stranger redirected us

-Got on Plane

-Row 2 AC

-Got hot towels while I watched the little TV

-Listened to music

*Everything in parentheses is not original, added by me, as I was typing it

So...yeah, those were my Lost Notes From Canada that I found in my pocket on the day right before school started. Dearest father, this is what I was writing that I wouldn't let you see. I wanted to continue it throughout the vacation, but I didn't finish it.