One awful
afternoon, I was lying down on my sofa, watching the Super Bowl and eating
popcorn with my dad and my brother. My
mom loathes the smell of popcorn, so the only reason that we were eating
popcorn was that my mom wasn’t there. Suddenly,
Dad heard the garage door opening. Mom
was home! The bowl of popcorn went under
the sofa and Dad quickly lit a candle. Mom
entered the living room and scowled. “What
is that horrible stench?” Mom complained.
“Is that a popcorn scented candle?” Just then, I tried to sit down on
the sofa and I rocketed up to the ceiling!
When I landed on the floor I tried to sit down again, but I popped up
even higher. Mom gasped “What’s wrong
with Anders?” Dad replied “I don’t
know. He wasn’t doing it before.”
Mom
immediately searched the internet for my affliction, but found nothing. Meanwhile I was popping all over the place
and so was Lars, but Lars was only pretending.
Dad was playing the innocent and exclaiming “It’s not my fault!” “That’s it, we’re going to Dr. Frankenstein!”
Mom brightly announced. She sat me on
her lap, aiming me at the open car door and I popped straight into the car. I was captured and seatbelted before I could
fly out of my seat. Mom drove to the
doctor’s office like a maniac. Once we
got there, the seatbelt broke and I popped out of the car! I tried to sit still in the waiting room, but
I kept popping up. After some long
popping and waiting, it was finally my turn to see Dr. Frankenstein.
Dr.
Frankenstein, who looks a lot like Frankenstein, strode into the exam
room. His skin was a little bit green
and he had bolts in his neck. He took
one look at me and thundered “It looks like we need to amputate!” and he pulled
out a chain saw! I heard the horrible
buzzing of the saw blades…
AND THEN I WOKE UP.
THE END!
I enjoyed this story, Anders. It was very creative and believable for those who know your mom. She seemed efficient and heroic in researching your malady, popping you into the car, and capturing you with the belt. I especially like the part where you say "Mom drove...like a maniac." It has a real ring of truth. Cheers, Stacey
@Stacey: HMMPF! The driving like a maniac part is FICTION.
@Anders: I'm glad you woke up before the amputation!
Once again ...I LIKED IT! I still marvel at your word choices. Plus you now have mastered the literary device of the surprise ending! Way to go!
Once again ...I LIKED IT! I still marvel at your word choices. Plus you now have mastered the literary device of the surprise ending! Way to go!