Parallel

• Jack Cameron, Grade 5
• Short Story
• 2012

My name is Anthony people think of me like a weirdo and a freak I am not I swear I just need anger management. This is my story.

I'm walking down the street with my new tee on. I’m so embarrassed, humiliated there is not a word in the dictionary to explain it. It says “I LOVE MY MUMMY!” yeah I love my mum, but this is ridiculous. The worst part is mum makes me wear it in public to apparently “show it off.” Know that I think of it I hate my mum. She’s the mum who tries to spend as little money as possible. You know when the newest thing comes out how everybody gets it; everybody gets it except….. Me. I never get anything new. I’m just the lame loser with old stuff.

I’m so humiliated people are laughing at me know. I run into the public dunny, lock the cubicle and burst into tears. I hate my life.

An hour later I go home. I go straight to my bedroom open my draw pull out my homemade embarrassing t-shirts get my scissors, and start cutting them up. Ten minutes later I finish, I put them in a plastic bag then mum walks into my room.
“Tea tiiiiiiiiiiiimmmmmme, Anthony what’s in that bag,” mum queried.
“Just rubbish, I’ve been cleaning my bed….room, muum,” I replied.
“What rubbish in particular, Anthony,” mum questioned.
“Just paperwork,” I answered.
“I better check it just in case,” she replied.
“No, no need to. Something else why all the question,” I questioned mum.
“Just wondering,” she yells.
She then leaves snatching the plastic bag out of my hand.
“OI!” I scream.

The next morning when I wake up I go down to the kitchen mum sits there teary eyed.
I stamp out of the house yelling “I hate your shirts.”

Then in my pajamas I walk up to every house in the street, ring the doorbell and yell “I hate you!”

After 2 hours of yelling I sit down under a tree crying. I hate you world, my mind says over and over. After hearing I hate you world over and over I fall asleep.

I wake up to find I’m back at home. I open my draw and find the newest unhomemade clothes. I put a t-shirt and then realize everything is back to front. I scream. Nothing.
I go down to the kitchen. No one. I go outside. That’s when I realize. I’m the only person on…………………earth.
“ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!”