Thursday, May 22, 2014

3 min fiction

I sat humbly at the bus stop on Western and Diversey. I was heading home on a nice Sunday spring afternoon, excited to play the new video games I bought with money from my Mom's purse. This was the first time I actually took money from my mother, whether stolen or not. But it wasn't I like I wasn't going to pay her back. I mean I had a job, but I didn't make enough to buy the games I wanted. I couldn't wait for the west bound bus to come. The intersection isn't as busy as it usually is. Even when cars passed by, they went at a slower pace. Disturbed by the slowness of the traffic, I checked bus time arrivals through my phone. Four minutes from 4:11PM until my bus arrived. I looked at the GameStop bag in my left hands; Call of Duty: Ghost, Assassin's Creed and a brand new Xbox controller were my new treasures that I purchased. School was almost over and I could care less about schoolwork. Gaming was one of my greatest hobbies and now I can satisfy myself with it. I checked the bus time arrivals again. 3 minutes from 4:19PM until my bus came. It looked like it was behind schedule, no big deal. Suddenly I heard a flapping noise behind me. I turned around to find a card sitting on a window. It was well decorated card. I peeked inside the window and assumed nobody was home. Out of curiosity I skimmed the card. It was lovely, all the colors ever imagine was splattered all over it. And in the back there seemed like a drawing of a family: a boy, father, and mother. I found this the most disturbing part of the card. It wasn't even finished. The mother had no colors, left blank as if it was a color in activity. Also there was an unfinished sentence at the top of the page. It read "HAPPY MO" and was cutted off from there. Mo? Is that the name of the boy? The perfect card I thought wasn't even in the perfect condition. I saw dried drops of water after the letter O. Then I realized what was wrong. Today was the second day of May. I thought I could come home with games that I bought with stolen money. I checked the bus time arrivals again. Bus is approaching at 4:25PM. I saw the bus coming from the lake. I crossed the street  and took the bus away from home and back to the store. 

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