Saturday, September 6, 2008
Chapter Tiga-- the pain comes marching in
I don't see what's wrong with that blasted bike.
My Grandpa Baldie bought the bike for me for my 10th birthday. Maybe it was his eyes, or maybe he forgot to take his medication for the day, but he got me a pink bike that was way too small. Even cousin Mylee couldn't get on it... much to her sadness. A pink bike to her, was like a monster truck for me. One hundred percent awesome.
Flashback...
After the party..."Psst, hey, Mylee, you want my bike?"
"EEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
End of flashback.
That 'EEEE' was a squeal of pure elation. What do you expect from a then 6 year old? Mylee was the kind of girl that gave you instant diabetes. If she smiled, you melted faster than chocolate in the baking sun. If she cried, you would give her the world.
So when, to her horror, even the bike couldn't fit her, she cried. Grandpa, having the weirdest amnesia thing, forgot that he bought that bike for ME. Fine by me. He said, "I WILL SEEK REVENGE FOR MY DEAR MYLEE! I SHALL IMPRISON THIS BLASTED CONTRAPTION IN THE DARKEST CORNER OF THE ATTIC.....FOREVER!!!!"
I'm not sure how everyone else felt at that strange declaration. All I felt was my mother's hand tighten on my shoulder. Now, everytime i come into contact with that bliddy bike, or just pass the attic doorway, I feel the ghostly wail of long-dead Grandpa Baldie...
THE DARKEST CORNER OF THE ATTIC.....FOREVER!!!!Anyway, two years after the bike was sentenced to life imprisonment in the attic, Baldie died. My family inherited the house, and poor Mylee's entire family was killed in a freak accident involving a plane, a monster truck, and a bottle of mayo. An eyewitness said he saw a little girl's pink bike hovering over Mylee's body, but after it was found that he had just come back from the bar, his evidence was discredited.
The day arrived when Mom sent me to the attic to get a lightbulb. Ignoring my protests and begging for my life, she gave up and decided to go get it herself.
"NO MOTHER DON'T LEAVE MEEEEEE......." I wailed pathetically. I must have looked a sight, a teenage tomboy bawling her eyes out.
(A/N feel free to comment on any chapter via the comment thingy.)
Secrets unfolds;
12:00 PM
Chapter done by:
Charon
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