Becoming a Gray Alien

I’m tired of being white. I’m tired of being human, too. I’d rather be a shiny, gray-faced sea monster.

The journey to the Dead Sea is mindblowing. Jordan is a sight for sore eyes. Mountains and valleys, desert, towns, castles – the Kings Highway is magical. And then the sea emerges. The horizon is dreamy. The dead calm water blends into the sky.

The sun is setting, and I rush to the beach. I dip my body in the water and return to the shore. I stick my hand inside a big pot and grab a handful of mud. I begin to spread the dark, thick substance on my body, like jelly on a piece of toast. Little by little I disappear.

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I return to the water as a gray alien. I touch my tongue with a finger tip, and it burns a hole inside my mouth. The hot, mad salt doesn’t let me go far. A few steps from the shore, and I’m on the surface belly up. I float like a piece of cardboard. My gray skin has melted into the Dead Sea. My body is gone. Only a face remains.

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A man in a turquoise T-shirt appears and tells me to return to the shore. But…I want to stay…but…but…The turquoise man doesn’t understand that monsters belong in the sea. The sun is down and the fun is over – for now. Come morning, I’ll return.

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