Floop's Fooglies

Fegan lay on his bed looking at the ceiling, the clay sat forgotten on his side dresser.

'Mum died because of me.' He thought. 'I know dad said she didn't, but I know better.' He looked around the dark room and turned onto his side. 'Why doesn't dad hate me? I thought he loved her. Why wouldn't he hate me for taking her away from him.' He felt hot tears start running down his face and cried himself to sleep.

The next morning Fegan woke up and looked around his room. He didn't act disappointed around his dad but he was still disappointed that no one had shown up to his birthday yesterday. He had invited all the kids in his class and none of them came. Not even his grandma came. Uncle Marti had come the morning before to say happy birthday, but that was it. Fegan sat up and whipped that dry tears off his face and put on his blue and white-stripped pants. He remembered what the kids at school had said about them when he had first got them. They called him a freak and said he belonged in the circus. He didn't care about that. They could think what they want, he liked them, and his dad said that they suited his personality, bright and funny. He wasn't like that at school though. There he was quiet and shy. Most of the teachers thought he was def, and all the students think he's retarded, but they just didn't understand that he just wasn't like them.

Fegan pulled on his black dress shirt and purple vest and ran downstairs. He walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table and waited for his dad to hand him his bowl of cereal.

"Dad, why am I so different?" He asked his dad as he put the bowl in front of him. Semore didn't know what to say. Fegan looked at his dad expectantly as he put some of the cereal in his mouth and cringed. "Why did you buy this cereal?" Semore sighed at the change in topic. He really didn't know what to say to his first question.

"Because you asked me to buy it!" He laughed.

"When I'm older I'm going to make my own cereal and it will taste really good, and everyone will buy it!" Semore laughed and ruffled his hair.

"And what will you call this all mighty famous cereal?" Semore asked. Fegan thought a moment.

"Floop Loops!" Semore laughed.

"I think that's illegal, its to close to fruit loops!" Fegan thought again.

"Then I'll just call them Floops!" Semore laughed again, and shook his head.

"Come on, eat your cereal!" Fegan suffered through the rest of the cereal and made a note to himself to throw away the box later so he won't have to eat anymore of it and took off to school.

TBC... Please RR