Finally caught up on a few TIW challenges, and this was the last I had to write. A kind of a 'Flowers for Algeron' / Forest Gump / schizophrenic piece. Hope you like it (notice the omission of 'and' and the repetitions - sorry? what?)
(Oh, forgot to mention, before I get any 'bad' comments about this like "How would you know?" etc, I go to one of these special schools twice a week)
Challenge 57, 24 miniature plastic dinosaurs of various kinds, vegamite, outside tyre motorcycle, sewing machine
Dennis is a bad boy. I don't like him. But he spoils everything. Mummy says I should not
blame someone else for the things I do. But he makes me. He is a bad boy. He is
stronger than me. I know the things that he makes me do are wrong. I know they
are not good for me or anyone. But I do them. He is my friend. Friends do not do
things to hurt you. I got dinosaurs for one of my birthdays. He told me to eat
them. The doctor told Mummy that he had never seen 24 miniature plastic
dinosaurs of various kinds in one child before. I went to bed without dinner.
Dennis told me it was okay to cry. He then told me how to use a sewing machine.
It was fun. It was very loud. He said it was used to put hair together. He then
told me to practise on Grandma. She was not happy. Mummy shouted a lot that
day. I went to bed without dinner. Dennis told me that I can collect my tears
in a jar. I put them under my bed to save them for later. But I did not like
vegamite. Dennis said it was not a food. He said it was a paint. Mummy had
given me it to paint the kitchen. I used a knife to spread it. It was easy to
do. Mummy was not happy with my work. Mummy shouted some more. I was sent to
bed again without dinner. I heard Mummy talk about a special place I can go.
Dennis said it was a nice place. Dennis said I can make a lot of good friends
there. Grandpa came to visit me yesterday. He is a funny little man. He made me
laugh. Dennis liked him. Grandpa has a funny looking bicycle. He said it was an
outside tyre motorcycle. He said it was valuable. I said it was red. He
laughed. Dennis said Grandpa is bad. Dennis said Grandpa laughed at me. I like
Grandpa. He is a funny man. He let me sit on his funny looking bicycle. Dennis
said I should turn the key. I did. Grandpa was not happy. Dennis said to put my
foot on a piece of metal. He then said to turn the handlebar. The bicycle moved
very fast. I did not like it. Dennis loved it. He laughed a lot. I started to
cry. I called for my Mummy. Grandpa ran after me. The bicycle fell over. Mummy
shouted. She shouted a lot. Grandpa shouted too. Dennis laughed. Today I am in
the special place. There are some nice people here. They like white clothes.
They all have big smiles. There are some funny looking children here. Dennis
said I will like it here. He said this is my new home. I like my new home. It
has a lot of toys. Where has Dennis gone? I hope Mummy will come back soon.
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