//the beast in me//
Two pudgy feet peek out from under their haven of matching G.I. Joe covers and find themselves recklessly drooped over the side of the bed. While this may not seem like much, the miraculous nature of this moment cannot be overlooked. It seems that yet again the newness of the day has dispelled any of the previous night’s fear of the monster underneath. This ineffable beast with the propensity to seize any appendage carelessly dangled over the edge is incredibly efficient in its task of squelching any small child’s desire for a glass of water or a trip to the bathroom. But somehow the morning provides the antidote for these irrepressible phobias, and as if by routine or some unknown compulsion the toes belonging to those fearless feet begin delicately tracing the corners of the large chest found at the edge of the bed containing the day’s entertainment. Toes dancing back and forth, sliding gently from cold metal to smooth wood and back again provide a rudimentary cadence to the process of waking up. These first few moments are spent shaking off sleep and reintroducing your self to the world...
“Your name is Jared Dwayne Slack. You’re 9 and you hate your middle name. You are lying in your bed, in your room, and as you can probably tell by the posters, you like Bo Jackson and four-wheelers. The sounds coming from outside your door are probably your mom making breakfast. You like her. It’s mostly because she smells good and kisses you goodnight, but be careful not to make her mad. Your brother is in the room next to yours. You share a bathroom and a closet. You hate him. He thumps your ears. Your dad is probably at work. You don’t know what he does for a living. You should probably find that out. While you don’t like the black jellybeans, your dad does. It’s weird how that worked out, but use it to your advantage. Just so you know, you like to play with LEGO’s and G.I. Joes. You’re beginning to think that Transformers are where it’s at, but you aren’t ready to give in to the hype. Your favorite TV show is the Mickey Mouse Club. You’re in love with the girl who lives down the street. You should consider the benefits of getting a new haircut because no one takes the bowl-cut seriously. You aren’t as good at playing basketball as you are at baseball, but everyone in the neighborhood prefers football so it really doesn’t matter. You are funny, intelligent, and like to tell stories. One day the girls will love you...”
GET UP.
“Your name is Jared Dwayne Slack. You’re 9 and you hate your middle name. You are lying in your bed, in your room, and as you can probably tell by the posters, you like Bo Jackson and four-wheelers. The sounds coming from outside your door are probably your mom making breakfast. You like her. It’s mostly because she smells good and kisses you goodnight, but be careful not to make her mad. Your brother is in the room next to yours. You share a bathroom and a closet. You hate him. He thumps your ears. Your dad is probably at work. You don’t know what he does for a living. You should probably find that out. While you don’t like the black jellybeans, your dad does. It’s weird how that worked out, but use it to your advantage. Just so you know, you like to play with LEGO’s and G.I. Joes. You’re beginning to think that Transformers are where it’s at, but you aren’t ready to give in to the hype. Your favorite TV show is the Mickey Mouse Club. You’re in love with the girl who lives down the street. You should consider the benefits of getting a new haircut because no one takes the bowl-cut seriously. You aren’t as good at playing basketball as you are at baseball, but everyone in the neighborhood prefers football so it really doesn’t matter. You are funny, intelligent, and like to tell stories. One day the girls will love you...”
GET UP.
Labels: short stories
haha...awesome story.
Posted by
Anonymous |
7:15 AM
Best blog post I've read in a really long time...
You should write books...
Posted by
blake stewart |
2:15 PM
haha ... it's true -- no one takes the bowl cut seriously.
Posted by
Anonymous |
1:57 PM