Every morning, he comes into the classroom - usually late. He sits down, takes a few moments to look around. Maybe he talks to his friends before class starts.
And I hate him.
He sits at his desk in an oh-so-innocent way, occasionally even smiling just a bit. Urgh! He's the ugliest kid I've ever seen. Those two huge eyes, those stupid buck teeth, that silly pink hat...
Hats aren't even allowed in school!
...However, that's beside the point. Everyone already knows how much I hate him. I loathe him with a passion. I dream of him dying.
He's failing school, you know.
Not that anyone cares.
He gets F's, like everyone else. Do his parents care? Oh, NO! They let him go home every day and play video games all night!
Why don't I expel him?
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I'll tell you why.
It's because of pink.
And green.
They're everywhere.
Some days, he'll have a green pencil and a pink eraser. Two pink and green squirrels will be watching him from the window. Pink and green drawings will cover his homework. Outside, I see him walking home with two pink and green cats.
I'm no paranormal investigator...but I know what he's doing.
They all tell me it's just a phase. That I'll grow out of it.
They said that years ago, so very many years ago...
...and I never grew out of it.
NEVER.
That boy will be carrying two pink and green balloons. He'll be bouncing a pink basketball and carrying the other. Two pink and green dogs will be waiting for him outside as soon as class ends...
"He has quite the pink and green fetish, that's for sure."
"What? I never noticed anything."
"That boy is completely unremarkable. Forget it."
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LIES!
This isn't just an obsession - this is his LIFE! His life revolves around that combination of pink and green!
...pink and green characters on his lunchbox...
Urgh...
I think I'm going to vomit.
Even if that boy's life is horrible, he survives. His parents don't care about him. His babysitter is completely evil. The girl he loves doesn't love him back.
These pink and green things...they matter the most to him.
I know why.
I've known why for ages now.
They exist!
They're real!
FAIRY GODPARENTS!
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I know what they look like.
The pink one's hair resembles a swirl. She nags often. I know her name - it's Wanda.
Pretty name...
The green one looks a little like...him. He's a total idiot. His name? Cosmo.
They grant his wishes...
They make his wishes come true.
They make the parents care.
They make the babysitter nice.
They make the girl pay just a little more attention to him.
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"Do my homework." "Clean my room." "Do my chores." "Build me my own personal amusement park." "Take me to school."
Those goldfish.
Those
two
stupid
GOLDFISH!
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they're real they're real they're real they're real...
I know theyre real...oh yes...
Pictures of them line my wallls...
Pink...and greeen...
THEYRE REAL
i beleive...
in them
they speek to him
oh yes
they do
they say alll thees nice thingss
"we love yoo timy"
"we love yoo timy"
"we love yoo timy"
i see them
theyre peeeking
threw my window...
go away
go away
go away
you monsturs
turn into your normmal forrms
fly hom
fly hom to your bloved timy turner
TIMMY TURNER
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maybee somday
theyll show the werld
whoo they ar
evryone will no
about cossmo
and wanduh
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the
fary godparntss
who
ar
keping
my
sanity
alive
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hee hee hee...
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heeeee hee hee hee...
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faries...
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FARIES