Hello. My name is Mike aka CheesyMike.
I don’t think I’ve been to Roswell, but you know, the memory’s a funny thing. Our brains lie to us all the time. Yes, our brains are liars. Pathological liars even, but that’s a whole other prompt (see Day 18).
I’ve been away. I’m just not entirely sure where. It’s kind of a blur. There are rumours, I hear, but I can’t confirm any of them. I have definitely been places in the past 2 weeks. Like, I’m pretty sure that I’ve been down the street and that I’ve been to the corner store because it looks so familiar. I’ve also been across town, but what’s special about that? Who hasn’t been across town? I also have definitely not been on a plane (recently), although I guess I’ve been on a train, of sorts. It’s kind of a crazy one and the conductor looks a lot like my boss. Or maybe I’m just projecting.
Still, this is all very strange and you know, suddenly appearing here and noticing Nicky’s conspicuous absence, I think we all know what I’m about to say, right?
It has to be aliens. We’ve been swapped.
Welcome to Day 14 of the Second Third Annual 30 Minus 2 Days of Writing. Today’s prompt was It Has To Be Aliens and it was brought to you by the 3-Legged Race With An Evil Twin Champion of the World, Reforming Geek. Please click on the links below to visit the other people participating in this challenge. Bring your own probe.