That thing looked at me weird. Was it him? Her? It? I didn’t know, I didn’t care. Its eyes, it was filled with morose and yellow fat. It smiled at me, it was smiling, no, it is smiling. Its neck fat was folded back making triple, quadruple smiles starting from below its nose until the end of his neck. I bet you it can only talk with one of those ripples though.
Its stare, it was as if an armless guy was in the middle of a standing ovation. Yeah that’s cruel, but what this thing in front of me has gone through probably sucks more. How much longer do I have to look at this thing? Can I get up yet? Has my 2 minute passed yet? Every time I look up, it was snickering, probably telling jokes to his friends.
Hey look at him! His bowing to me
Yeah what are you like god?
Pfft if I was god, I would blind them so they would have to see through their hearing, and deafen them so they have to listen through their talking, and mute them so they would have nothing!
That’s cruel…
Yeah so are they
I looked over to my right I saw more faces I didn’t recognize. I recognize some of them I guess…but not all of them. It was like a brick wall, and doodled on it 2 days before. I remember some, but I would have to go over them again with my utensil to remember what I’ve drawn.
I heard Schubert, Mozart, Beethoven and Jesus playing Texas Hold’em. Beethoven said Jesus had a full house. Jesus gave him the cold devil look as if he was going to hell. I didn’t see them, I heard. I heard the look, like how I heard that thing in front of me talking. I said shut up but didn’t listen.
That stupid face in front of me. I’m still waiting; I was waiting for like 1 minute and 27seconds. For that stupid standing ovation as if I saved the world from a burning hell.
My muscles tensed and every single one of my fingers scratched the floor as if the mosquito bit the floor. That stupid piggy in front of me was snickering making winks trying to seduce me. I hate it, I can’t stand a second of it. It made the pork chops in my stomach growl. They were communicating I’m sure. My tempo started to beat more rapidly than my heart, my heart started to pound against my bare ribs. That glare was driving my insane.
Suddenly I felt a breeze of air with a feeling of reduced gravity. Then I heard, and saw, that friggin standing ovation I’ve been waiting for so long.
Clap
Clap
Finally, I stood up on my right foot and for the last time looked at that head. I said bye and made an oath to never meet again.
Bye Bye now
And here are my 500 words.