|The Weirdest People
Author: 70000 Uncensored PM
uses Lombaxworships character Max. a young man starts to question his surroundings at a very tender age. why is he here? how many apples do you have 5 and your friend gives you 2 more? and most improtant, ARE THE PARENTS AROUND ME INSANE OR JUST WEIRD?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Humor - Words: 646 - Reviews: 11 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 2 - Published: 06-01-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2969492
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The weirdest people
Okay, is it just me or do adults just have no sense at all. Oh sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself again. My name is Max! Pleasure to meet you! But anyway…adults can't make since out of them I mean just the other day I was at school and my teacher was going on about something I didn't understand. I was listening though.
"So if you have 5 apples," she said
"And your friend gives you 2 more how many do you get…let's see… Max!"
"Yes ma'am?" I asked.
"What's the answer?"
"I don't know…aren't you the teacher or something?"
"Yes." She nodded.
"Well you tell me."
"But I need to know if you understand!"
"Understand what?" I asked.
"The question!" she yelled.
"The apples one!"
"The apples won? That's not a question!"
"Why…why did I have to choose to be a teacher!" my teacher started to cry. Psh adults they are also so full of themselves. They think they know all and that they never make mistakes. And worst of all they lie to me! Just the other day I was talking to my dad and my mom. My dad's name is ratchet. He's pretty strong but I think I could take him, or at least I'll be able to when I grow up. My mom's name is Sasha. She's the most beautiful girl in the world but just as non-sensy as the other adults.
"Max, your father and I are going out this weekend so Uncle Eric is going to
Take care of you." Mom said.
"You mean a babysitter?" I gasped.
"Ya…he's gunna sit on you." dad chuckled. Mom laughed too.
"Oh, and make sure he doesn't touch you," mom added.
"Or else we'll smell him on you and never take you back!" She hissed.
"OH MY GOSH!" I ran upstairs and started preparing for that night. My parents weren't taking it very seriously though. I could only hear them laughing downstairs. Don't they even care? I'm sorry. But it's times like this when a man has to question those in authority…if his parents are evil and scheming against him or if they are just stupid.
That Saturday when Eric came over to sit on me I wasn't sat on at all. But he did touch me…I was doomed my parents were going to throw me out and I would never see them again. So I hid in my room.
Hours later when my parents were back everyone was looking for me.
"Max! Max!" they all cried. They must have smelled my uncle on me because they were all coming upstairs. Perfect, now my parents are going to throw me out. Finally my Dad opened the closet door and found me hiding.
"What are you doing in there?"
"Please don't throw me out!" I begged.
"I promise I won't let him touch me again!" My dad laughed.
"What are you talking about?" he asked.
"That's what you and mom said. You said, if I ever get touched by him you wouldn't take me back." My dad started laughing even harder.
"I'll let it go just this once." He said and gave me a big hug.
Ya…parents are really weird.
Thanks for reading my lil piece everyone. This is something I did just to get off the drama for a lil while; to write something that had a brighter mood. Of course juvenile is still is still in progress and doing well. In fact I'm going to continue writing that as soon as I post this, which I've already done because you're reading this message. Anyway, thanks for reading.