I reached up onto the shelf and pulled out a jar of green goo, and sat down facing the faces of terrified little children.
"Now this, my friends, is monster blood." I held the jar in front of the children's faces. They all edged away from the jar I held in my hands. "Whoever touches this gooey stuff will turn int-"
"You'rea bunch of phooey!" A kid shouted out in the back of the crowd of kindergartners. He had short auburn hair, blue eyes, and freckles splattered his cheeks. "Everything you say is all false!"
I stood up, put the jar back on the shelf, and put my hands on my hips. "Dude, if you don't believe a word I say, then you are welcome to get out the door, and leave." I'm pretty sure I sound exactly like a 30-year-old teacher because just then, he whimpered and he shut upped. Me feeling satisfied, yet guilty, I continued on with my lesson of monsters that I had gotten online, and in which I had no idea if it was true or not. (Now, most of you already had gotten a bad image of me. But hey, it wasn't my fault the kid taunted me. I should be the victim here. Not that freckled dude.)
Anyway, I found out later, that I would get the full details, of monsters. Thus began the journey…
Screw that. I'll just explain the whole freaking adventure.
January 17, 2004
Arizona, I thought, awesome. I walked down the street, one hand in pocket, other hand held on to a leash to my dog, Tib, short for Tiblets.
"HELP!" A woman screamed down the block in front of me. I quickly tied my dog to a nearby fence, and ran down the block.
"HELP!" She screamed again. This time I was determined to save her.
A man with black shaggy hair, green eyes, and pale skin, had his arms around the woman's brown purse.
"Stop thief!" I yelled. I twisted his arm around and pushed him towards the street. He propelled back and we pushed each other. The purse was in the woman's hands now, when I snatched it from the thief when I pushed him.
"Run!" I told her. "Go!" She first hesitated, but started running after I told her to run again.