I sneak out of the house. Mom and Dad won't notice. They think I'm a good boy. Good good boy. Wrong. Mom and Dad are wrong. I'm not a good boy. Bad. That's what I am. A bad boy. Just like the Bad color. I never thought it was bad. I think it is very pretty. Pretty pretty pretty. That's why I gave it to Ivy. She should like it too. It's not bad. It's just pretty. I sneak out of the house. Cold cold cold. Cold is bad. Very bad. Not good. I don't like the cold. But I like the bad color. The bad color is beautiful. I think I'll go see if I can wake Ivy up. I want to play. Ivy always plays with me. Not like the other people. They think I'm stupid. I'm not stupid. I just see things differently. It's cold. I walk to her house. Her little house. I want a house. I want it to be big. Big big big big big. And Ivy. I want Ivy to be my wife. I like her. She's nice. She's sitting on the porch. She's talking with Lucius. I like Lucius. He plays with me too. But not like Ivy. Ivy Ivy Ivy. Beautiful Ivy. I think I'm going to trick them. I quietly creep onto the porch. Ivy's sitting next to Lucius. I don't like it. Only I sit that close to Ivy. I silently move the chair so that I'm looking at the moon. Ivy. Pretty Ivy. I want to marry Ivy. I hear Lucius get angry. Will he hit Ivy? No. Lucius doesn't hit. I hear Ivy talk. I listen. She has a pretty voice. It's calm and gentle. Not like the other people. They're always saying things slowly. I'm not stupid. I can hear them. I listen to Ivy. I hear her words. I stop. I think back. What did she say? I remember. I hear her words clearly. "When we are married, will you dance with me? I find dancing very agreeable." I feel happy. She wants to marry me. I turn to her with my mouth ready to speak. I stop. She's turned towards Lucius. Lucius. Lucius. Lucius. He gets angrier. I don't listen. I am sad. I perk up. But he won't say yes. He said no to Kitty. They're related. He won't say yes. I turn back to watch them. I catch the last part of what he says "…. and yes…. I will dance with you on our wedding night." I stand quietly. I am sad. They will get married. Who will play with me now? I look at them one last time. They are kissing. Kissing kissing kissing. I want to kiss Ivy. But she won't want to kiss me. She wants to kiss Lucius. I hop off of her porch. I walk away. They don't hear me. I go back home. Mom and dad didn't notice. They think I'm a good boy. Wrong. I'm a bad boy. I look at the knife on the counter. I don't like Lucius.
sadly i got no reviews. ;( but i wanted to finish this story so... This idea came from the scene with Lucius and Ivy on her porch. Did anyone else notice how at the end of the scene the rocking chair had moved? I thought that was pretty cool. Enjoy! And review!