Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Chapitre eight- Le Brother, da stupido
Something sharp went through my throat, and up my right ear. Actually at first it felt sharp, but after that it sorta felt like phlegm. Phlegm that solidified out of your right ear.
Then the claw-that-felt-like-solidified-phelgm suddenly hardened and I gulped for breath. I couldn't get any air down my throat and the muscles there kept convulsing, like its trying to swallow the claw thingy so it could get air down, you know, like when you have phlegm and you keep involuntarily doing the swallowing motion. I was suffocating and I bet i was turning blue in the face and gonna die soon.
My first thought: I need air :'(
Second thought: Shit i'm gonna die TT
Third and supposedly final thought: I wish I could see myself blue in the face...i never seen anyone blue in the face before...i wonder what shade of blue? O.O
Yup, my final thought. Not some philosophical thing about the meaning of your life. Not about the relationships I had with my family and friends. And no scenes of the past flashing before you. Just that one superficial question which will probably won't even get answered.
As I gasped and flailed my arms on the floor, the claw disappeared as suddenly as it had appeared. I swallowed the sweet air in faster than I had inhaled in my Ben & Jerry's tub of ice cream. When i finished my seizure, i crawled on the floor a bit before giving up and lay on the floor, staring up to the sky.
Except that the sky was blocked by a retardedly big head.
"AHHHHHH! WTF?!" I screamed, and coughed a bit more.
It was my
darling brother's head blocking my perfect vision of the sky. Hear the sarcasm?
"WTF ARE YOU HERE?"I screamed, regardless of my burning throat.
"Eh...I found you!" the lumbering idiot said, holding up his bat and grinning at me.
"Ok...why were you finding me?" I snarled.
"Erm..." he started.
I stood up and dusted myself off. Drats, I think i'm gonna have a sore throat, its bloody pain now.
"Look, while your trying to remember, why not we go back home? Here, let me carry this heavy bat for you." I smiled at him, inwardly wincing at the ordeal my poor esophagus (i THINK its that part of my throat...) is going through.
"Uh...er...ok!" The stupid bloke was actually trying to figure out if i had any ulterior motive for offering to carry his bat for him. Ha! Like he can outwit my intelligence! He has the same IQ as Daisy the cow in our barn. No wait, thats an insult to our cow! He probably has an IQ lower than the freezing point of mercury!
Yeah so anyways, while I was swinging the bat around while walking back home with the nitwit, I pondered on the question of why the bloody bitch who tried to murder me suddenly disappered. Must be when my goondu brother came, she was was scared off by his stupidity. I mean, he is probably on a whole new level of stupid! He can redefine the meaning of "stupid" itself! Hell, I bet he is the very embodiment of stupidity! Yup, she was definitely scared off by his idiocity, no questions about that.
Thinking that I had found my answer, I didn't think any more about it, until later that night...
A/N: Er is it too long? Dunno why but felt like writing a lot today. :D
Secrets unfolds;
4:32 PM
Chapter done by:
A Skeptic
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