Chapter 6- Regret
Joey had no viewing of the aliens of his dreams. He looked straight at his parents that weren't an alien delicacy to him. He then looked out the window, viewing the front porch as well as some of the houses along the street. There were no aliens, or anything showing their presence in any form whatsoever. No alien tanks, saucers, or unknown aircraft were firing their weapons on the neighbors, furnishings or transportation. No screaming and explosions, fire, and lasers were present. He only saw people carrying out their daily lives. He soon learned that everything he saw was made up in his mind. All that he had to learn was his parents' reaction toward coming home later than expected. His parents stared clearly at his eyes, immediately demanding a response. "Joseph, what were you doing after school? You didn't tell us about anything," his worried mother questioned him. "But I didn't see the news report. I also didn't notice that school just became a government base just now. And now that I went to see what was going on after school, I keep having strange thoughts in my head playing over and over. They can't stop!" "And that's what you get for sneaking out of school and spying on the government. It must be that video game that's making you do this, isn't it? You, young man, do not need that video game. You have been blabbering about it for a week already. You're already obsessed about that game so much, well, you can't have it. Your grades need to improve, mister, and you have a test soon. It's too violent for young boys. It gives them nightmares and hallucinations into thinking it is real, but really, it's not. After all, they don't need these things. They need to do other things with their lives," his father lectured him. "Joey, your father is right. You shouldn't go off like that. You should come directly home and stay home. Plus, the government is watching us because we have a 9:00 curfew , and that also means that we should listen to what they say because they are trying to protect us and help us become more aware of your actions," his mom said as she pointed at him. "Mom, can I go to my room now. I'm really tired. I'd like to talk with Carl." "Sure, my little bundle of joy. You can surely talk with Carl. There's no school until the meteor gets here. Just keep in mind that we're doing this for you. Also, study for your test sometime, OK" Joey went up to his room and slowly closed the door behind him. He proceeded to talk with Carl on the phone, hoping to talk about an alien conspiracy and involvement within the government. "Hey, Carl," Joey greeted his friend. "What is it Joey? Is it about the game? Also, why did you not take the bus home? Did your mom pick you up?" "Um, Carl," "Yes, Joey, what is it?" "You know about all the government stuff going on at school?" "Yeah," "Well, I think it's all the first stages of an alien invasion. The meteor defense thing is all a lie. I left without you because I wanted to see what was going on. I didn't get caught. I'm glad for that, because I wouldn't be able to tell you about this. They're watching us, Carl." "Alright, Joey, you're crazy. You've got me excited about all your wild stories." "Um, Carl, can I come over to your place and spend the night?' "Sure, Joey. By the way, I've just got my hands on Alien Warfare 3. It's really awesome! We'll have a good time. Just be sure you get here before nine tonight, OK. I don't want you to end up, um, nearly captured again. And don't tell me about your alien stories until you get there. I can't talk right now. I have to study. See you there. Bye." "Bye, Carl." Joey hung up and went to lie on his bed in the safety of his room. With no one to bother him, he plays his videogames. All the enemies in his videogames reminded him of the aliens in his hallucinations, but nothing came to his mind except life in the little game of his. Aliens and UFOs were all in the mind, and Joey showed no reaction.