Sunday, September 15, 2013
monologue
I remember the day like it was yesterday. I was just a small boy, and very emotional. Small things would push me over the edge, and when it all became too much, I would leave. I started running away when I was two, and it was an escape for me. One day I heard Mrs. Snell and Sandra talking. They said my father was "a big, sloppy, kike" and while I was unsure exactly what it meant at the time, I knew it was bad and I knew they should not be saying such a thing about him. That's why I left. I ran off to the dinghy and decided that I would live there for ever and ever. I was just becoming comfortable with my resolution when my mother came along. She told me that everything was ok, and that I should come race her home. My mother did not often offer to run with me, and I knew she must be really desperate for me. Difficult as it was to break my resolution, and go back to the house where I knew Sandra and Mrs. Snell were still conversing, I ran back to the house for my mother's sake. And that is what happened the day I overheard a conversation from the kitchen.
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