Saturday, 30 March 2013

Extremely Bullied #3

A flyer was scurrying its way to him, dragged by the wind despite the paper's unwilling decision to move.
He picked it up and read "Alpha Beta Gamma Radiation wants you; if you'll eat our food, you'll be a member;" it made him giddy with delight, since his belly growled, although he ate an hour ago.
Matthew was a chubby guy of almost twenty years and loved food, so much so that his parents banned him from the house and told him to live on campus, despite living in the same city.
When he knocked on the fraternity's door, a guy came out -a chick was dangling by his neck, caressing his ear and chin- and when he heard that he wants to join, his smile rose and told the woman to go and fetch his colleagues.
Invited in the house, another member came with his meal, something that looked like things put together and burned "I call it the Gammaloaf, and it's only for those willing to join," said the guy that let him in.
Matthew didn't ask what it was made out of, instead he dug right in -without fork or spoon- and ate about half of the four-pound beast before he stopped, took a big breath, stared the guy in the eyes and passed out; five minutes later, he came to and puked all of that garbled, tasteless concoction made out of meat, veggies and a bunch of other stuff that almost poisoned his intestines.

Wednesday, 27 March 2013

Extremely Bullied #2

Flute, the flute, his favorite instrument in the world, and Jody became leader of his high schools band, a momentous occasion that he celebrated by drinking root beer and singing on the flute, cherishing this as it was the best thing that happened in his life, as he was always a bullied boy due to his acne and four eyes.
One morning, after P.E., he was in the shower, drenched in soap from top to bottom and humming some jingle that stuck in his head for some reason, when the water stopped, he tried to turn it on, but it did not, then he asked around; no answer came and it made him nervous, despite his calm nature.
Footsteps were heard -coming from the changing area- and they stopped at the shower entrance -a couple of feet away from Jody.
He asked the guys about water for his face, but all he heard was "69, 32, 48, hut hut hut," followed by louder footsteps, then someone picked him up by his arms; and despite moving and trying to get free, he was outmuscled by them and was content with that.
"24, 53, hoowah," sound and the next thing he knew, a sharp pain rose from his ass, followed by a whimper from him and laughter from them, and when he put his hand down there, he could sense something big; it was his flute.
His friend was stuck deep inside -giving him sharp pain- and when he pulled it out, he fell hard on the cold floor, and their sniggering became silent because blood came out from within his hole; and not one of them tried to help him.

Tuesday, 26 March 2013

Extremely bullied #1

Yesterday was John's birthday -13 years, unlucky as some might say- but that only made him merrier and full of life, hopeful that today, Monday, would be a great day at school, a day where he would see things with different eyes.
Although not popular in class and being picked on, he decided to bring a box of chocolates to give to his classmates and all of them took one, however, the box was so big that almost all of it was full. Not knowing what to do with the rest, he left the box on his desk and went out, on break.
Upon his return, John saw his colleagues talk and laugh loud, louder than they did during his birthday song, but it didn't affect him much; he went back to his place and sat down, looking with hungry eyes at the chocolates, as he wanted to taste one since they were bought.
They looked very tasty, but he was sad that the ones with white chocolate were gone, even so, he grabbed a bigger one from the box, put it in his mouth and closed his eyes.
Rummaging through it, the taste was nowhere near as good as he expected, then, as he opened his eyes, he saw their faces, red and black, bursting with laughter, and hearing someone say "Ewww... Johnny, you just ate doggy poo;" the laughter increased and he left in a rush -livid, almost teary eyes- with the faux chocolate still inside.