There were fifteen of them... I think. Maybe sixteen... I'm not sure. Whatever, that's not the point; the point is, I only have two now. And that I know is wrong. I should have fifteen, but I don't.
Where the hell did they go? I know I had them, there were fifteen, I counted them all the time to make sure they were all there. Well, there might have been sixteen, but now I only have two, where did the rest go?
Okay, lemme see. Gotta think through this... last time I counted them was this morning... I was sitting at the breakfast table, and I was counting them. Fifteen... or sixteen... whatever, not the point. Okay, from there I went to the living room, that guy was watching TV... whatever, he never bothers me when he's watching TV, and I counted them there. There were fifteen! or sixteen, not sure... who cares, not the point, there are only two now.
Then I went outside to sit on the front stairs. Those kids were out there again... the ones that always shout stuff at me. And I counted them there; fifteen, just like always... sixteen? Whatever.
Maybe those kids took them from me, they never seemed to like me all that much. But they never take anything from me. Okay, not the kids.
What then? I think I went to the back yard then... that's right, I went to the back yard and sat on the patio for a while. Lots of birds today; twenty-four; and a plate of cookies; eight. Then I counted them there, fifteen, possibly sixteen.
Then into the kitchen, look at the picture on the wall, through the dining room, down the hall and into my room. And now I only have two! Where did the rest go? There's supposed to be fifteen... or sixteen!
"Billy?"
Ugh! Her again? She always does this to me when I can't find them.
"Billy? Are you in your room?"
Of course I am! I'm always in my room when I can't find them! There should be fifteen, dammit! Maybe sixteen, whatever, but they should be here!
"Oh, Billy, there you are! I found these marbles in the kitchen, are they yours?"
" I thought I lost them!"
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A little short story I wrote a few months back. Not sure where it came from, or why I wrote it, but I had the urge to share it with you all, so there it is.
Hope you enjoyed it.
(EDIT: The profile pic is what happens when you find a decent paint program that's FREE and happen to have a really neat pic of yourself... oh, and a fair bit of time on your hands to waste!
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Where the hell did they go? I know I had them, there were fifteen, I counted them all the time to make sure they were all there. Well, there might have been sixteen, but now I only have two, where did the rest go?
Okay, lemme see. Gotta think through this... last time I counted them was this morning... I was sitting at the breakfast table, and I was counting them. Fifteen... or sixteen... whatever, not the point. Okay, from there I went to the living room, that guy was watching TV... whatever, he never bothers me when he's watching TV, and I counted them there. There were fifteen! or sixteen, not sure... who cares, not the point, there are only two now.
Then I went outside to sit on the front stairs. Those kids were out there again... the ones that always shout stuff at me. And I counted them there; fifteen, just like always... sixteen? Whatever.
Maybe those kids took them from me, they never seemed to like me all that much. But they never take anything from me. Okay, not the kids.
What then? I think I went to the back yard then... that's right, I went to the back yard and sat on the patio for a while. Lots of birds today; twenty-four; and a plate of cookies; eight. Then I counted them there, fifteen, possibly sixteen.
Then into the kitchen, look at the picture on the wall, through the dining room, down the hall and into my room. And now I only have two! Where did the rest go? There's supposed to be fifteen... or sixteen!
"Billy?"
Ugh! Her again? She always does this to me when I can't find them.
"Billy? Are you in your room?"
Of course I am! I'm always in my room when I can't find them! There should be fifteen, dammit! Maybe sixteen, whatever, but they should be here!
"Oh, Billy, there you are! I found these marbles in the kitchen, are they yours?"
" I thought I lost them!"
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A little short story I wrote a few months back. Not sure where it came from, or why I wrote it, but I had the urge to share it with you all, so there it is.
Hope you enjoyed it.
(EDIT: The profile pic is what happens when you find a decent paint program that's FREE and happen to have a really neat pic of yourself... oh, and a fair bit of time on your hands to waste!
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