The End
This story may contain adult content.
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Written by Jason Haugh
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Monday, 12 May 2008 |
 The end was coming soon. I could feel it as I sat in front of my computer contemplating whether to eat OR drink. I couldn’t do both, not with my kind of time. But with the end coming so soon it seemed that I wouldn’t be doing either. I snapped up out of my chair sending it crashing against the wall. Walking over to the door I grabbed my windbreaker and exited this stifling environment that I would no longer pay $300 a month for. My neighbors were tending to their yards, cars, and children. They didn’t know that they were wasting their time. But I did. I jumped onto my bike and sped out of the neighborhood giving it one last look as I lit up a cigarette and cursed the wicked fate that had befallen us all. Five blocks into my trip my throat began to crackle. I needed milk before the end. Gliding over to the Piggly Wiggly three blocks away I slammed my bike against the rack and sprinted inside. I found my milk rather quickly but was forced to wait in a line that refused to move. My nose began to twitch as if it was being tickled. Turning around I came face to face with a little girl in a sunflower dress and her mother. “Hi.” The little girl said giving me a cheery smile. “Haaaaacchhhoooooo.” Was my response sneezing all over the little girl’s face. She began to cry as her mother wiped off my phlegm from her daughter’s face. “Sorry.” I said scanning for a shorter line. “But I’m allergic to children.” The mother looked at me as if I was disturbed. She didn’t blink. It was a sign. “It doesn’t matter anyway,” I said gripping my milk. “The end is coming.” Not waiting for a reaction to my truth I decided that I had wasted enough time with this ignorant woman and her tissue girl. Arching my legs into a running position I took off for the doors at full speed. “Shoplifter!” Someone yelled. “Get him!” Another shouted. Not deviating from my path I made it out the doors and onto my bike. As I began the arduous pedaling to start off a hand came down on my shoulder. Without any thought I bit it tasting the human’s blood in a surprisingly delightful moment. “AAAAAAhhhhhhh!!!!” He screamed gripping his bloody hole as I made a clean get away out of the parking lot. Dabbing my tongue around my lips I savored the man’s wound. If I had more time I would’ve gone back for more. But I didn’t. I had a lot of things to do before the end. The End.
Copyright 2008 Jason Haugh
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