Post by ♫ E§he ♥ on Feb 14, 2008 20:44:43 GMT -8
Friday night shrouded my house…
The spray bottle was the arrow,
My sister the target,
I, a ten-year-old William Tell.
I was hidden behind the white wall,
Waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.
My heart almost bursting with anticipation.
With her mind in her phone,
My sister lay oblivious to the upcoming attack…
I would have the advantage of surprise.
I fired,
She roared!...
I ran.
The hallway now appearing a hundred feet in length,
I tore down it powered with adrenaline,
Eager to escape the furious claws of my sister.
A laundry basket crouched like a hungry predator,
Lying in wait in the center of the hall,
About to make it’s kill.
My foot caught the edge,
I sailed over it like an airplane,
Heading off course…
Toward a tall white mountain called “The Doorframe”.
The wall seemed to take a blow at me
Rather then I hitting it,
And when I hit,
I felt something shift.
My skull rattled on impact,
My eyeballs displaced for a second.
Time had seemed to move in slow motion,
But now the clocks continued to turn.
My head was an aquarium.
My eyes seeing and sightless at the same time.
My arms felt like delicate twigs,
As I pushed myself to a sitting position.
My cupped hands,
Placed numbly in my lap,
Became the lake
To a scarlet waterfall that ran from my mouth.
A long pearl,
Placed on the ground,
Became the object of my sudden curious gaze,
My head still not in place after the crash.
My tongue tasted the blood,
Exploring my mouth,
Finding the source of the waterfall…
Right where a permanent tooth should be.
I held the pearl in my hand,
Feeling the warm, soft texture.
I suddenly realized what it was,
And felt sick.
A wave of hot shock crashed over my head,
Pushing my heart to beat faster.
I screamed with horror at what had just happened,
Stumbling down the hall,
I wailed with grief of what I had lost.
Once I reached the bathroom,
The shock continued.
I didn’t notice the pain,
Just the blood.
My mind was elsewhere the rest of the night.
Things passed in a series of shapes and sounds.
I felt a rag pressed to my face,
And held it in place.
Nodding numbly at every question asked.
The tooth was in milk one instant,
And I in the house.
And the next moment I was at an emergency clinic,
And the tooth was back in my mouth.
I remember finally feeling the pain,
I hoped it would never come.
That a nail was being hammered into my mouth,
My screams the only sound my buzzing ears seemed to pick up.
The next morning was when I finally really woke up,
I got into my head what had happened,
Everything was clear now,
Like pulling my head out from underwater.
It seemed like I had just woken up from a nightmare,
A dream I was finally out of.
But I remember the horrible shock of learning the truth,
And that my life would never be the same.
(Or the chunk taken out of the doorframe)
The experience of losing a permanent tooth has changed me.
I am braver,
I have been able to conquer more fears,
And for some odd reason,
I’m glad it happened.
Now I can scare people with my fake tooth,
Laugh with my friends,
Enjoy the shocked faces of people I’ve just met,
And to know I’m different,
And that I’m glad to be.
The spray bottle was the arrow,
My sister the target,
I, a ten-year-old William Tell.
I was hidden behind the white wall,
Waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.
My heart almost bursting with anticipation.
With her mind in her phone,
My sister lay oblivious to the upcoming attack…
I would have the advantage of surprise.
I fired,
She roared!...
I ran.
The hallway now appearing a hundred feet in length,
I tore down it powered with adrenaline,
Eager to escape the furious claws of my sister.
A laundry basket crouched like a hungry predator,
Lying in wait in the center of the hall,
About to make it’s kill.
My foot caught the edge,
I sailed over it like an airplane,
Heading off course…
Toward a tall white mountain called “The Doorframe”.
The wall seemed to take a blow at me
Rather then I hitting it,
And when I hit,
I felt something shift.
My skull rattled on impact,
My eyeballs displaced for a second.
Time had seemed to move in slow motion,
But now the clocks continued to turn.
My head was an aquarium.
My eyes seeing and sightless at the same time.
My arms felt like delicate twigs,
As I pushed myself to a sitting position.
My cupped hands,
Placed numbly in my lap,
Became the lake
To a scarlet waterfall that ran from my mouth.
A long pearl,
Placed on the ground,
Became the object of my sudden curious gaze,
My head still not in place after the crash.
My tongue tasted the blood,
Exploring my mouth,
Finding the source of the waterfall…
Right where a permanent tooth should be.
I held the pearl in my hand,
Feeling the warm, soft texture.
I suddenly realized what it was,
And felt sick.
A wave of hot shock crashed over my head,
Pushing my heart to beat faster.
I screamed with horror at what had just happened,
Stumbling down the hall,
I wailed with grief of what I had lost.
Once I reached the bathroom,
The shock continued.
I didn’t notice the pain,
Just the blood.
My mind was elsewhere the rest of the night.
Things passed in a series of shapes and sounds.
I felt a rag pressed to my face,
And held it in place.
Nodding numbly at every question asked.
The tooth was in milk one instant,
And I in the house.
And the next moment I was at an emergency clinic,
And the tooth was back in my mouth.
I remember finally feeling the pain,
I hoped it would never come.
That a nail was being hammered into my mouth,
My screams the only sound my buzzing ears seemed to pick up.
The next morning was when I finally really woke up,
I got into my head what had happened,
Everything was clear now,
Like pulling my head out from underwater.
It seemed like I had just woken up from a nightmare,
A dream I was finally out of.
But I remember the horrible shock of learning the truth,
And that my life would never be the same.
(Or the chunk taken out of the doorframe)
The experience of losing a permanent tooth has changed me.
I am braver,
I have been able to conquer more fears,
And for some odd reason,
I’m glad it happened.
Now I can scare people with my fake tooth,
Laugh with my friends,
Enjoy the shocked faces of people I’ve just met,
And to know I’m different,
And that I’m glad to be.
