Dazza01
12-18-2009, 02:32 AM
Something I was asked to write about based on 5 words given to me by my English teacher. I was thinking about writing more on it, but I do not know if I should.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it!
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Part I, Chapter 1: Family
‘And you still believe in fairytales?’
It was the cold, automatic reply that they always asked me.
They’re all the same.
‘You have to believe in something fantastical. We all do.’
‘Do we Alexander? Or do you believe that to extort your selfish desires?’
I had to admit, I got rather infuriated of lying on different lounges every week, and none of them gave me the answers I needed.
For you see, I had a theory that lounges spoke to me, not the armchairs behind them. However, lounges were not very friendly, and they could only say so much before they wore out or I had said something utterly unsatisfactory in their point of view. Then, I would change lounges.
I had a red lounge this week.
They were the rudest of all lounges.
‘I believe everyone is hereditarily selfish. It is a human quality I quite enjoy having actually; it takes me away from the family I do not enjoy being around.’
‘Who is your family, Alexander?’
I thought quite hard about that.
‘It is hard to say. The family I love?
‘Or, on the other hand, the family I have?’
‘The family you love.’
I smiled wryly.
‘That is not the one you want me to say.’
‘Then the family you have.’
‘That is not the right one either,’ I cackled. I loved making the lounge vex the hour it spent with me. It made life worthwhile.
‘Then what is the right one for me then Alexander?!’ the red lounge would shriek.
‘None. You will take their side over mine every time. I figure having no family for you to side with makes my chances pretty good.’
‘So what are you saying Alexander?’
I whispered ever so quietly, just so I could hear my own voice.
‘In my mind.
‘I have no family.’
The wry smile appeared again, and an ever so slight scratch could be heard within the room; frustration.
‘Now, your mother said you have immense difficulty communicating with your peers.’
He said that as if it was a bad thing.
‘Is that true?’
‘It depends which peers you are talking about.’
The lounge sighed with immediate frustration.
Every lounge sighed.
‘The real ones, Alex.’
He was getting sick of my name.
‘Unicorns do not count now?’
Another sigh.
‘No, they do not.’
An awkward pause. It was my turn, but I did not feel like talking.
‘Alex?’
‘Then I have immense difficulties, yes... they do not understand me.’
‘Or do you not understand them?’
Why did that matter?
‘Of course I understand them.
‘I understand you, don’t I?’
‘No, you don’t, actually,’ the lounge replied rather angrily.
This was an unexpected reaction on the lounge’s part, so I decided it was not the lounge speaking to me on this occasion, but the armchair behind it.
I turned around the face the armchair. I stared into its cold, blank eyes, and came to the conclusion that he was not worth my time.
‘Don’t I?’
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Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it!
~
Part I, Chapter 1: Family
‘And you still believe in fairytales?’
It was the cold, automatic reply that they always asked me.
They’re all the same.
‘You have to believe in something fantastical. We all do.’
‘Do we Alexander? Or do you believe that to extort your selfish desires?’
I had to admit, I got rather infuriated of lying on different lounges every week, and none of them gave me the answers I needed.
For you see, I had a theory that lounges spoke to me, not the armchairs behind them. However, lounges were not very friendly, and they could only say so much before they wore out or I had said something utterly unsatisfactory in their point of view. Then, I would change lounges.
I had a red lounge this week.
They were the rudest of all lounges.
‘I believe everyone is hereditarily selfish. It is a human quality I quite enjoy having actually; it takes me away from the family I do not enjoy being around.’
‘Who is your family, Alexander?’
I thought quite hard about that.
‘It is hard to say. The family I love?
‘Or, on the other hand, the family I have?’
‘The family you love.’
I smiled wryly.
‘That is not the one you want me to say.’
‘Then the family you have.’
‘That is not the right one either,’ I cackled. I loved making the lounge vex the hour it spent with me. It made life worthwhile.
‘Then what is the right one for me then Alexander?!’ the red lounge would shriek.
‘None. You will take their side over mine every time. I figure having no family for you to side with makes my chances pretty good.’
‘So what are you saying Alexander?’
I whispered ever so quietly, just so I could hear my own voice.
‘In my mind.
‘I have no family.’
The wry smile appeared again, and an ever so slight scratch could be heard within the room; frustration.
‘Now, your mother said you have immense difficulty communicating with your peers.’
He said that as if it was a bad thing.
‘Is that true?’
‘It depends which peers you are talking about.’
The lounge sighed with immediate frustration.
Every lounge sighed.
‘The real ones, Alex.’
He was getting sick of my name.
‘Unicorns do not count now?’
Another sigh.
‘No, they do not.’
An awkward pause. It was my turn, but I did not feel like talking.
‘Alex?’
‘Then I have immense difficulties, yes... they do not understand me.’
‘Or do you not understand them?’
Why did that matter?
‘Of course I understand them.
‘I understand you, don’t I?’
‘No, you don’t, actually,’ the lounge replied rather angrily.
This was an unexpected reaction on the lounge’s part, so I decided it was not the lounge speaking to me on this occasion, but the armchair behind it.
I turned around the face the armchair. I stared into its cold, blank eyes, and came to the conclusion that he was not worth my time.
‘Don’t I?’
All Rights Reserved.