I looked out the window. Since it was surrounded with barbed wire, I couldn't see much. It also didn't help that my bangs were growing crazy over my face. Whenever I opened my eyes black lines were covering my face like the gates of Hell ,but more jagged and rough. Suddenly the tiny old square window on my bedroom door slid open. A dog bowl with cold soup came in on a metal plate. This is how I start my day. I was drinking the soup when a small paper came through the mail slot on my wall. It was time for "school". You see My parents send in math papers through the mail slot and think I'll come out a professional algebra teacher. Every day they say through the speaking hole "Death you wont become a success if you go to a different building.".By the way Death is my name.I don't know why I got it. I don't know how I got it. I just got it. Anyway so once I do my math a broken computer slides through the same window my food came through. My parents pretend they don't know it's broken, but I know they do. I just kinda put the computer on the floor and pretend I'm typing. After they come and take the computer they slide in a stack of lined papers. They expect a story out of me everyday, but they have a very different opinion of what a story is then me. I use all but one paper to write this. I use the other paper to turn in. My last story was:
Julie is excited. Julie is scared.
So yeah I don't think they actually read what I turn into them. Then they give me a sandwich (two pieces of bread) for lunch. After 30 seconds of me eating my bread they give me more math through my mail slot. After a couple hours of math they give me dinner. My dinner I throw out the circle I have to outside. My dinner is moldy bread ,expired and green cottage cheese and all the other two year expired things. So now that you have gotten to know what I do every single day I can finally show you my collection. once a week they give me one of those weightless bags that they sell at the store. What? You guys don't have those? what have you been living in 2017? You have? Wow catch up it's 2136. Well anyway the bag is full of tools along with a piece of wood. Now my parents expect me to just hammer nails, but I had a different plan. First I took out just the wrench. My parents didn't notice. Then I took out the rest of the tools. My parents didn't notice. I guess either weightless lives up to its name or my parents are just dumb. I don't know. Well know time to tell you something real important.
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