Aeonity Blog Personal Web Log Home Profile Friends story--pt. IV Jan 31st, 2004 5:45:31 pm - Subscribe I sat on the brick wall by the Kindergartner's playground as I waited for Sparki to get out of her class. Some of the young children's parents had come to wait for them. They looked at me very oddly. Like I was A deformed legless man begging for money. I had asked one what time it was, but she hurried off like she had seen an old friend. Now, she was talking to another lady pointing at me with their noses shriveled up like they smelled something that didn't please them. Maybe they did. But, you get used to the smell after a while. I didn't even realize I stunk. The bell rang and all the little kids ran out of their classrooms like they were spaceships or Batman or Wonder Woman. Ah, The innocence of children. How I envied their perfect lives with loving mothers and fathers. I would give it all up just for one hour of their lives. Sparki was walking up to me. Something was wrong. She looked worried. Something was very wrong. You could almost see the worry rolling off her. I got off my perch on the wall and walked up to her. She saw me and ran up to me. "Zander, I can't go to the park for a month!" She was almost crying. It hurt me so much to see it. I wanted to wrap her up in my arms and never let anything bad ever happen to her ever again. I told her, too. I was walking her home And she was telling me the whole story. "My dad said that I couldn't go to the park for a whole month because I was rotting my brain dreaming! I know it isn't rotting because I'm getting the best grades I've gotten in a long while and I've been dreaming tons! It's like he wants me to grow up, get a job, and move into an apartment so he can start moving around tons like my parents did before they had kids! I just hate them so much sometimes." She stopped in front of a caramel colored house. It had a perfectly groomed front yard and a little flower garden in the front corner. It had a little cluster of Aspen trees in the middle of it. There was a basketball hoop attached to the front of the house. "This is where I live. In the backyard, there is a window well. Climb in the window well and you should find a bathroom down there. Come here about 8:00 tomorrow night. Here's my watch so you know what time it is. Be here if you want a shower!" She ran off into the house and left me standing there with a watch in one hand and a kiss on my right cheek. (0) Comments Mood: rejected Image Verification: Anonymous guest, why not register, or login now. This site and all of its contents © Copyright yourname.com, 2001 All Rights Reserved.