The Dead Clone (Creepy Short Story)

  Christmas day was in just a couple of days and I had some last minute Christmas shopping to do. I went to one of the biggest department stores closest to me in my area. As soon as I entered I almost kicked myself for not buying the gifts sooner. The store was bustling with people. Panic struck me suddenly like a wave. I wondered if it was from my brain or if I had absorbed it from the stressed out customers. The classic Christmas song ‘Jingle bells’, was playing loudly over the speakers. Kids were screaming, and tempers were flaring. I began to feel faint. I thought it would be a good idea to ‘escape’ into one of the quieter isles just to collect myself to focus on what I needed to get and make as quick an exit as I possibly could.

I stood there staring at items I had no interest in buying when I felt a presence a few feet away from me. I quickly glanced over my shoulder and it was a young women with short brown hair and a tweed winter coat. I gave her a quick panicky smile, but she just stared blankly at me.

Okay what do I need? And which isle is it in?” I thought as I walked away.

A few minutes into the chaos I enter a semi-quiet isle. I exhaled in relief. As I stood there I felt a pair of eyes on me again. I turned around and at the end of the isle was the same young woman with the short brown hair- not older than 25- with the tweed winter coat. She was standing there staring at me eerily. She’s not looking at items. She just has her eyes fixated on me. I felt uncomfortable by her presence. I decided to ignore her and continue examining the kitchen towels.

A few minutes later I walk up the escalator to the second floor, and again I feel a pair of eyes burn through me. I turn my head slightly around and there she is again facing me with a blank look on her face. It was the young woman with the short brown hair again!

I turn my head and roll my eyes, “Oh boy looks like I have a stalker!”

Something about her really got under my skin.  She was really creepy. When I got off the escalator I started walking quickly as to get away from her. I noticed some nice fake Christmas trees and decided to take a closer look at them. As I walked through the display of trees a haunting version of silent night began to play over the speakers. From the corner of my eye I spot the green tweed winter coat again. The creepy girl is now walking parallel to me. My blood starts to burn I feel like I am about to have a panic attack in this crowded and loud store and on top of that a crazy girl is following me! I take a deep breath and glare at her to let her know that I’ve caught on to her and I’m not cool with her following me like a lost dog. The girl disappeared into the next isle the isle that I wasn’t planning on going to

Thank goodness!” I thought.

I don’t need anything from that isle. I got what ever I needed and quickly headed to the cashier line. I Looked left right behind me in front of me and no sign of the weirdo.

Oh what a relief I cant wait to get out of here and go home.”

The line wasn’t very long and when it was my turn I put my things on the table to be scanned. I turned to put my basket back surprisingly there was no one behind me. Then I felt someone breathing on my neck I turned around and there she was again. This time she had a defiant grin on her face instead of a blank stare. I began fuming inside. It’s Christmas time and I don’t want to start a fight with a random crazy person. Just a few more moments and I’ll be out the door and hope to never see her again. I payed for my things and bolted out the door. She followed suit. I started walking and turned my head and she was just standing there staring at me. She made me curious. What was her problem? I wanted to know. I wasn’t looking for a fight, I mean she was the one who was harassing me. I wanted to know what her issue with me was.

So I turned around and walked up to her I probably looked like I had steam coming out of my nose and ears. 

“Is there a problem? Why were you following me?” I said angrily.

She stares back stoically and tilts her head and sighs.

I didn’t mean to bother’s just that..”

She reached into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone. Her fingers moved quickly on the screen.  She was looking for something. Her fingers stopped moving. She looked at her phone and then at me.

And in a sad tone of voice she said, “You look exactly like my friend.”

She hands me the phone and it is a photo of her with her friend smiling for a beach selfie. I almost drop the phone. The resemblance is uncanny Her friend is my clone! My doppelganger! I can’t believe it!

Oh my God”, I gasped.

“That’s very funny. I guess she’s my long lost twin or clone. You know some crazy government experiment. We were definitely separated at birth”.

We both let out a laugh.

I would like to meet your friend and perhaps take some photos. I think that the photo would go viral on social media don’t you?”

The young woman smiled at me poignantly.

“My friend… is dead.”

She then bowed her head down sniffled a bit and turned around and walked away.

I stood there in a state of shock.

Well.. Merry Christmas to you too then!”



City Squares/Πλατείες της Πόλης

Butterfly tree

‘Plateia Kotzia’


Monastiraki square

Monastiraki Square


Light sphere


Planet of the apes!

Ermou st

The busy Ermou street


Good idea!


Kiosk with magazines

It was a cold and at times rainy day downtown before New Years Eve, and before the colder weather and snowfall.  The snow that will completely cover the mountains in Attica.

Ήταν μια κρύα και μερικές φορές βροχερή μέρα στο κέντρο της πόλης πριν από την Πρωτοχρονιά και  πριν έρθει ο ψυχρότερος και χιονισμένος καιρός. Το χιόνι που θα καλύψει πλήρως τα βουνά της Αττικής.

Starry Night/ Τα Αστρα


The addition of these stars on Dionysiou Areopagitou ( Διονυσίου Αρεοπαγίτου), street just below the Acropolis made for a great photographic opportunity. Great idea!

“Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.”
Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

“The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff.”
Carl Sagan, Cosmos

Constitution Square/Στο Συνταγμα

x-mas tree at syndagma square

Syndagma Square

balloon sellers

Balloon Sellers

Christmas tree syndagma square

Santa and mickey

Santa & Mickey. Wow!

Parliament building

The Evzones in winter clothes.

X-Mas decor

Hotel Grand Brettagne

metro station


Taxis, everywhere taxis!

crossing the street



Happy New Year! This will be my first blog post of the year. I got the lucky coin in my cake this year, so maybe I’ll have good luck this year.. we’ll see.

Last Sunday I took a stroll through Downtown Athens just for the purpose of taking some photographs for the blog. I think I was the only person walking around with a camera! It was the least busiest day, so it was much easier to move around and take clearer shots.

I took a lot more as I am a shutter bug and you will see more photographs in the next few posts 🙂

Ευτυχισμένο το νέο έτος! Αυτό θα είναι το πρώτο μου μπλογκ ποστ της χρονιάς. Κερδισα  το φλουρί φετος για πρωτη φορα. Έτσι ίσως θα έχω καλή τύχη φέτος .. για να δούμε.

Την περασμένη Κυριακή έκανα μια βόλτα στο κέντρο της Αθήνας για να τραβήξω κάποιες φωτογραφίες για το μπλογκ.

Την περασμένη Κυριακή έκανα μια βόλτα στο κέντρο της Αθήνας μόνο για να τραβήξω κάποιες φωτογραφίες για το blog. Νομίζω ότι ήμουν το μόνο άτομο που περπατούσε με μια φωτογραφική μηχανή! Ευτυχος που δεν ηταν η πιο πολυσύχναστη μέρα, οπότε ήταν πολύ πιο εύκολο να μετακινηθω στη περιοχη και να τραβηξω πιο καθαρες φωτογραφιες.


The Honourable Gifts/Τα Τιμια Δωρα

Ta timia dora1

The gold has a lot of intricate detail. The incense are the little balls that look like olives above the gold.

timia dora 3.jpg


The popular telling of the story of the Three kings, also called wise men or magi is that they came from the east bearing their precious gifts for the young Jesus. The gifts were Frankincense, Myrrh and Gold. The Frankincense symbolizes prayer, Myrrh symbolizes suffering and gold symbolizes virtue.

Many don’t know that the gifts still exist and are kept in a vault at the monastery of St Paulos at Mount Athos in Greece. In a rare move the “Timia Dora’ or ‘Honourable Gifts’ as the Orthodox Christians call them, were brought to western Athens to the church of St. Nektarios so that everyone can see them up close. They will be displayed in the church from the 27th until the 31st of this month.

The story of how the ‘Honurable Gifts’ made their way to the Holy Mountain (Mt. Athos) is a perilous one.  It is said that The Virgin Mary gave up many relics to the church in Jerusalem where they remained until the year 400 A.D.  That year the Byzantine Emperor Arcadius relocated the relics to the city of Constantinople to bless and protect the people and to promote the city. The gifts remained there until the city fell to the Franks in 1204 A.D.  There after, for safety reasons, they were taken to the town of Nikaia in Northwestern Asia Minor, the temporary capitol of Byzantium. The gifts would remain there for 60 years. After the crusaders retreated the relics returned to Constantinople until the city fell to the Turks in 1453 A.D.

After the fall of the city, a Christian woman named Mara Brankovic who was the daughter of the King of Serbia and who was married to the Ottoman Sultan Murat II, brought the relics to Mount Athos.  At the port she handed over the relics to the monks as as she was not allowed to enter as only men are allowed and only with written permission.