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A Stroll in the ParkThis story may contain adult content. |
| Written by Wally | |
| Monday, 10 March 2008 | |
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Share it:      goes for life. When one takes his or her final breath, there too lies nothing. And that is the problem- there lies nothing. Such a concept, I understand, is quite hard for you to grasp on to at this time. The words above might seem like rantings straight from the lunatic fringe and is worth not an effort of time to understand but I assure you good people, there is a point. However, I doubt that you’ll feel any sort of sorrow for the character of this tale. For he is the one that taketh all from our grasp, and even us in the end. He is Death, and Death gets bored... real easily. No one ever dies at exactly the same time as someone else. Even when a group dies from an explosion or something else tragic like this, there is still a gap of time between each death- a space filled with nothing. These spaces occur more often then we could ever imagine, or Death would like. The void may last for seconds, minutes, or even an hour. Death himself might even die if it lasted longer. So over the ages, Death has had to find things that could occupy his time. Never anything elaborate though, such things would take precious time from his beloved profession. Instead he stuck to simpler diversions, like taking walks. It wasn’t as satisfying as what he loved, but it was something to do. And if time permitted, he would strike up a conversation or two. Although his work involves us mortals, he finds chatting on the job with us to be annoying and rather dreary, for someone always whines and complains about being dead or how they wish to have a second chance and blah blah blah blah blah. Today was one of those days that death would go out for a stroll. He had ten minutes until his next appointment, which originally was five, but the man decided not to jump. Free will- what a pain in the ass it was. His last appointment’s car had a run-in with a tree, which happened to be situated near a park. Why not make the best of a situation? Death decided he’d take his stroll there. Death is never invisible on his walks, to be seen only by dogs or other sensitive animals like street gypsies and the like. No, Death walks among us in full sight. You might have even seen him here and there in your lifetime, he’s the one that the generic description” tall dark and handsome” came from. Although you may find it shocking that death is beautiful, compared to your preconceptions of a shrouded skeleton with a sickle, remember that beauty is truly within the eye of the beholder... And that people are most likely to run from a skeleton with a sickle then they are to run from a “tall, dark, and handsome.” (God’s not that stupid folks.) Today was quite busy in the park, considering that it was a weekday, but none the less Death took in the children running by with their kites flying in the air, the pompous lady taking her dog for a walk even though it rode comfortably in her purse, the birds chirping, and the romantic couple picnicking under the bright afternoon sky. Such a cheery day yet, Death enjoyed little of it. He wanted to get back to work. Suddenly something caught Deaths eye, a little way off the path was a girl talking to a tree. As Death moved in to see what was going on, he saw Puggles the cat atop a branch. Death realized what was going on, the cat was stuck and the girl wanted him down. So Death reached up to the branch and gave a scared and timid Puggles back to the girl. The little girl smiled and gave thanks, then ran off to play. And Death continued on his stroll. As death walked along on he came to a rose bush. He was admiring its beauty and fragrance when a klutz of a man running through with a briefcase fell down and all the papers he was carrying spilled out. Death helped the man up and picked up his papers. The man gave his thanks, and ran off mumbling how he might still make it to his meeting on time. Death was coming near the end of his stroll, his next appointment was still only a few minutes away. Death decided the last thing he’d do would be to take a seat on the bench and rest a bit. As he sat minding his own business, a lady came by and sat down on the bench right next to him. The lady seemed quite upset and Death asked her what was wrong. She went into a rather boring story of how her boyfriend dumped her and how she had to go to his apartment, which was right next to the park, to retrieve her things. Although all Death did was listen, the woman felt better and now had the nerve to go to her ex’s apartment and pick up her things. Time was now up, and Death could finally get back to doing what he loved, and with that Death went on to his next appointment. But Death’s day in the park turned out to be more eventful then he could have ever dreamt, for all his good deeds that day were to be rewarded. Puggles, the cat belonging to the little girl that Death had retrieved for her from a tree, had rabies. Had Death never stopped to help, the cat would have attacked and infected the girl, and ran away to live and eventually die on the streets. But thanks to death, the cat went back home and infected 11 people in it’s neighborhood, 6 of which later died. The man that had tripped and lost all his papers and was helped by Death almost made it to his meeting on time. Unfortunately, being the klutz that he was, ran into an elderly woman waiting at a cross walk. The woman, now in the street, was then hit and mangled by a speeding truck. Had Death left the man to clean up his own mess, he’d have just fell flat on his face and killed no one. And lastly, who can forget the woman who was upset about going to her ex-boyfriend’s house to pick up her things? Had Death never showed up, she would have walked about the park for a while before heading back to her place and calling it a day. But thanks to Death, the woman gained the strength to go to her boyfriends house ... and catch him sleeping with her bestfriend. After shooting them both several times, the woman turned the gun on herself blew her own brains out. And that was Death’s day at the park. Copyright 2008 Wally |
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