"The Sorrow Of Banishment"

By: Randall Boggs

This story was written by me Randall Boggs. I need to convince the B.O.D. ( That's Board Of Directors for you humans) to appeal the law of banishment. That's right, that idiotic law that allows monsters to be cast into your world. This is about some of the major points that came to view in my.....absents from Monstropolis. So I want to let you humans see what you think, so if you are pleased, the B.O.D. would want to repeal that so-called law! I have to thank Sean for letting me use his account. So...the law depends on this story. Anyway I think I can convince them.....

The Start Of It All

My life had almost been killed by a fellow worker of mine. I spent a year in a place that became my own nightmare. I suffered allot. I scoured for food in the a trash can's, been bitten by human pets, whacked, stabbed, cut, and many other things by humans, experimented on, treated as a pet, and other horrible things.....Physically, I barely survived. But...emotionally, I was in pain and sorrow through every second afterwards. I......am still shocked.....that...James P. Sullivan and Michele Wazowski banished me! But even more painful to remember is that little kid....the one that feared me more than anything....beat m!. If they wouldn't have stopped me, my machine would have made Monsters Inc. a gold mine! And I would also be famous and rich! Just like everyone in my family. But instead.....I got a humiliating trip to the Human World, "improperly banished" you could say. I even spent my 26th Christmas in that world, lets just say it wasn't a very marry New Year. I got sent to my own personal heck! Back then............Why don't I just start from the beginning. It pains me to remember, but it would solve future problems. Showing the whole of Monstropolis how banishment for a year went for a reptile like me. How pain and sorrow outweighed that of making a good situation out of it.....

I....was banished to a trailer. When I was thrown through the door, I quickly recovered but my eyes were dazed by the sudden bright light that hit my eyes. Because of how Sullivan had held me, my limbs could barely move! At that time in the room, there was a young man and an old female ahead of me.

Boy: Hey momma! Another gator got in the house!

I was stunned there for a second and looked back at the door, I was about to go but...

Women: Another gator!? Give me that shovel! Come here!

I turned my head back to see the women slap the shovel upward from my chin, then hit downward on top of my head and eyes, and I fell to the ground. Then she hit me again in the head, causing my tail to jolt up because of the hard blow, then another one down onto my tail.

Randall: Ergh!

[ If anyone was laughing at this point, I pity you for it.]

It hurt more than anything....But lucky for me, that last hit jolted my body sort of speak, I was able to move my arms and legs again. But the women hit me yet again in the head, but since of the shovels size, she hit my eyes as well. My head was pounding with pain. I couldn't move even if I had the chance. My eyes were unclear, not showing anything in full view. I could see the figure of that women giving the shovel to another figure, most likely the boy.

Women: That outta teach you vermin a lesson!

Before I could even see what was going on, something grabbed my hands and feet.

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Next thing I knew, I was thrown out of the trailer.
Randall: AAHHH!

I slammed into the beginning part of the muddy ground. The rest of my body fell into the water. My head and top hands were the only thing that could be seen laying there, halve hidden under the mud.

Randall:.....Ohh...

I picked my head up, opening my eyes barely, the part under my mouth in the mud of which my face collapsed on. I could feel a sting of pain in my head. I slowly picked up my top left hand, then my other. I felt awful pain in all limbs as I tried to lift my body. I trailed on all eight of my limbs, slowly making my way out of the swap water. My scales dripping off water, and causing the cold wind to make the water seem like artic ice touching me, and mud dripping from my pounding face. I found a log, and slowly climbed onto it. I sat down on the log, my tail and bottom feet in the muddy ground. I lifted my top right hand onto the part that was hurting the most, when I rubbed it to relieve the pain, it got worse.

Randall:....Ehh!

I pulled my hand to my face, and notice ectoplasm on my finger tips. The human actually cracked my head open! I think she used the thin end on the shovel or something.....It wasn't that serious though. I look up seeing the moon and stars facing on me. I looked ahead to see the trailer, and a swamp with many trees and broken branch's, and green looking water.

Randall: No....No!

I was in that world. I knew the truth about this place, more than anyone. I....actually felt like crying, but keeping my dignity, I held it back.

Randall: Dang you Sullivan!!!

All I could think of at that moment was wanting to kill Sullivan, and ring that Wazowskis eye out of its socket! But then the wind picked up on my wet scales. I could feel very cold weather....In response, I placed my hands around my body, and lifted my tail up to wrap around my body as well. I was still there in anger. I had lost to a puny insignificant child! Sent away to get beaten by a shovel and nearly having my head broken apart!.....I...I knew I couldn't just sit here. I lifted myself back on my four feet, my body in pain still. When I got up, I literally slammed my top right fist into the nearest tree.

Randall: You'll pay Sullivan!

Sullivan was always thought up as a "nice guy". I remember how he tried to be all polite when he told me "Hey, may the best monster win" and offered a hand shake. But then, in the vault, he didn't care! They just grabbed the nearest and worst door they could fine and shoved me in! If it was a door that led to a 30 degrees below zero area, I would have been dead in less than 3 minutes! He didn't care at all. Still, I stood there, my fist on the tree.

Randall: Why!? Why did this happen!

I couldn't survive in this world, especially close to Christmas. Plus I knew what this world would do to a reptile monster like me. My condition now did not compare to what occurrences to be met with. Feelings of sorrow and anger flooded my mind for that moment. Sorrow, because I knew if I stayed in this world I would die or something worse. And anger for how things have gone so wrong.! Beaten by a kid! I was humiliated being treated like a human snake! All I could think about was sorrow, anger, humiliation, and even....a little fear. I could guess what they did to end my nightmare's start! They destroyed the door....I couldn't go back the way...they placed me through! Why? Why did they do this!? I wanted them to have a fate worse then death! If they haven't have come back from banishment, everything would have worked out!....But there I was, my fist still on the tree. Then I had a good thought. If they came back, why couldn't I? It seemed easy enough! I replaced the other feeling in my head and thought more of living through this small little...problem.

Randall:.....

I finally released my hand, rubbing it with its counter part. When the pain was gone, I rubbed the mud off of my face. I could now see that I really was in a swamp, a small one. This place housed one of my human relatives, the alligator or crocodile. A relative that seemed to not be fond of me. I needed to find my way out as soon as possible.....

The day was not done yet, but neither was that year. This was the beginning of the nightmare of my life. You'll see what happens next.....Jeez it hurt me remembering this....