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Discovering Gnome Town USA
The Paulinskill Trail run was only 2 weeks away and I knew that
I needed to get in at least 40 miles a day to stay in shape.
This event drew hundreds of bicyclists from around the state
each year. It was the one sport that I could still participate
in after my hip was destroyed in an accident.
I completed my day's workout and while peddling home, a strange
sound shrieked from my back wheel. I looked back to assess the
situation. In that brief moment of distraction, I unknowingly
became entangled in a roadside hazard. A warning cone covered a
gapping hole in the rode and stood as a warning to stay clear.
However, my attentions were elsewhere and before it could
register that I was in any danger, the front wheel caught the
edge of the hole and flipped me off my bike. As I lay there on
the grass and tried to shake off the abrupt end to my journey
that day, I glanced over at the orange cone still standing over
the hole. It seemed to be moving. I was convinced that my fall
must have caused a slight dizziness or blurred vision.
Suddenly the earth opened up more and the hole became much
larger. Several of those orange cones appeared and were moving
about. I was no longer dizzy and my vision was fine, but
couldn't make sense of it. Cautiously, I walked over to the
opening in the earth and stood at edge observing a mysterious
phenomenon. The cones had simply vanished and the hole returned
to its original size. I could not see anything out of the
ordinary, but couldn't help but imagine what was happening. Was
this some sort of seismic activity? What caused the hole? Was
this a prelude to something more disastrous to come? Why wasn't
anyone from the town concerned about what was happening?
The more I thought about it the more my curiosity needed to be
satisfied. After much thought and many unsuccessful attempts to
get any answers from the local police, I was suddenly struck by
an idea that could help me with my dilemma. It was time to put
together some sort of device so that I could do some
surveillance. I went to an electronics store and purchased the
smallest cellular phone. I found that the new phones worn on
the ear fit my needs. Then I added a tiny camera with a super
sensitive microphone. I set it up so that it would send a video
feed to my computer where I could record everything. I added to
my electronic contraption a special adhesive so that I could
easily attach it to the cone.
I went back to the hole and noticed that one of the orange
cones was now standing next to the hole. I attached my
electronic contraption to the cone and then hurried back home
to my computer so that I could watch the video feed. I was
annoyed to see that the camera was not feeding video from the
surroundings where I left the camera. Instead it was moving in
a dark tunneling cavern. I was bewildered and could not
understand how an animal could move the camera the way it was
moving. In addition the noise that I was picking up did not
indicate that it was a four-legged creature, but rather a two
legged creature. For minutes that seemed like eternity I
watched a video that was mystifying but offered no immediate
answers.
Then suddenly the camera left the tunnel and appeared to enter
a wide-open space. The space was still underground and the
video was not very clear because the area was dark. I quickly
adjusted the video feed so that I could brighten it up and then
was treated to a sight that I did not expect.
Underground was a vibrant small town with garden Gnomes. Only
these gnomes were alive! I always thought garden gnomes were a
myth. But here there was an underground town with hundreds of
them. And they all spoke English, although they seem to have a
German accent and a few seem to have a Scandinavian accent.
Over the next several hours I was able to observe the garden
gnomes and learned so much more about their way of life and
habits. I learned that the name of the town was Gnome Town USA.
Evidently the name was very popular and just about every US
state has a Gnome Town USA. The name was popular with them just
like towns with the name Lincoln or Washington.
The garden Gnomes are quiet creatures and prefer to keep to
themselves for privacy reasons and for their safety. Garden
Gnomes have many natural enemies and they were not looking to
add the human race to the list, thus the need for their
secrecy. Garden Gnomes are very communal and go out of their
way to help each other. Many developed special skills like wood
working, farming, shoe making, etc. Some garden gnomes do live
topside but in secluded areas.
Garden Gnomes amuse themselves with the simplest things in
life. They don't put too much value on material things and
prefer to just live comfortably. Garden Gnomes also live a long
life that I believe can be attributed to the wisdom they have
gained from previous generations.
I grew tired and fell asleep at the computer. I awoke with a
headache. At first, I saw orange objects moving about, but was
still somewhat in a dream state that I did not know what was
happening. My vision was blurred. Then someone called out to me
asking if I was okay. My eyes finally focused and I could see
trees and several people around me. I had passed out from my
fall. I realized then it was all a dream. I declined help and
walked my bike the short distance home. I smiled thinking about
the silly dream I had. Later that evening, out of curiosity I
looked for the video feed on my computer. It was not there, as
I knew it wouldn't be. I googled Gnome Town USA and was amazed
to find it listed on the search engines! Was I dreaming or was
it real? Then I remembered their need for secrecy and turned
off the computer.
by Lawrence Ticotin - 17th July 2008
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Lawrence Ticotin is the proprietor for http://GnomeTownUSA.com
, includes garden gnomes, garden fountains, outdoor furniture.
http://www.gnometownusa.com
Story Source: http://www.creativewriter.me.uk
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