NeCoHo
Retired Mod
Thanks for the edit admin. I got Butterflies done earlier then I thought so I combined the message above with this one.
Butterflies:
The Trail Mix was good this time. I was glad it tasted good. That is when stuff went wrong, my spring break was horrible. Why can’t Malcolm do manual labor? I mean I will have to do it for all my life. I say Malcolm should work hard now, he’s gonna have a nice job, I should relax and have a good like until I get a real job. And those poisons were nasty. I don’t think I will be able to smell for a while. After I stumble out of his van he tells to take 1000 caterpillars and spread them over all the people’s lawns. 1000 caterpillars?! Do you know how many kids I could torture with 1000 caterpillars? Then he told me to drop his business card in everyone’s mailbox. I barely heard him, My ears told me he was really far away, but my eyes told me he was right in front of me. I must be a good employee, after that he told me not to sleep for a while, I guess he didn’t want me to pass out and die.
It didn’t work that way. I was stuck with the caterpillars. After I saw them, I liked them. Dad found me with the caterpillars. He asked me why I still had them, after Mom told me to get rid of them. I told them the truth, odd enough as it is, that I like the caterpillars. Dad went soft and gave in, he always does. I just had to hide them under a tarp and act like I hate Dad.
I brought them inside, cause it’s cold outside, that was the only humane thing to do. Dad wouldn’t let me in, so I ‘fought’ him for it, he came out, I went in.
When I woke up today Winston, Harv, and Julio were with me, not as caterpillars, but as butterflies. It was amazing, all of them were fluttering around me, I didn’t realize 1000 was that many. Then it was creepy, then it was scary. They just wouldn’t stop. It will take a while to make the fluttering sound go away.
358 words. I had to cut it down from 380.
Butterflies:
The Trail Mix was good this time. I was glad it tasted good. That is when stuff went wrong, my spring break was horrible. Why can’t Malcolm do manual labor? I mean I will have to do it for all my life. I say Malcolm should work hard now, he’s gonna have a nice job, I should relax and have a good like until I get a real job. And those poisons were nasty. I don’t think I will be able to smell for a while. After I stumble out of his van he tells to take 1000 caterpillars and spread them over all the people’s lawns. 1000 caterpillars?! Do you know how many kids I could torture with 1000 caterpillars? Then he told me to drop his business card in everyone’s mailbox. I barely heard him, My ears told me he was really far away, but my eyes told me he was right in front of me. I must be a good employee, after that he told me not to sleep for a while, I guess he didn’t want me to pass out and die.
It didn’t work that way. I was stuck with the caterpillars. After I saw them, I liked them. Dad found me with the caterpillars. He asked me why I still had them, after Mom told me to get rid of them. I told them the truth, odd enough as it is, that I like the caterpillars. Dad went soft and gave in, he always does. I just had to hide them under a tarp and act like I hate Dad.
I brought them inside, cause it’s cold outside, that was the only humane thing to do. Dad wouldn’t let me in, so I ‘fought’ him for it, he came out, I went in.
When I woke up today Winston, Harv, and Julio were with me, not as caterpillars, but as butterflies. It was amazing, all of them were fluttering around me, I didn’t realize 1000 was that many. Then it was creepy, then it was scary. They just wouldn’t stop. It will take a while to make the fluttering sound go away.
358 words. I had to cut it down from 380.