I won't just be posting fiction. Interesting things happen in my life that could too be converted into writing.
That Puts A Bad Taste In My Eyes
Actually, now that you mention it, there was this one time. My family and I were overseas visiting our other family members, and we were staying in an old house they owned. It was free and nobody else was using it, so it made a lot of sense. It was alright, I guess. The beds were comfortable, the curtains were dark, the water was powerful, you know? I recall the bathroom door not having a lock, but aside from that it was all you could ask for.
I woke up one morning (which was actually the afternoon), to find that my family had gone out... I think they probably went to go shopping or have lunch with everyone else. I need to pee. Not sure why they didn't wake me, but I'd assume it was only for a short while. I should probably get up and pee. Surely they haven't been abducted, right? That's a bit cliché. Anyway, I need to eat. Let's see if there are any good cereals. Hey, this choice isn't so bad actually. In fact, I really want to eat this now. But damn, I'm actually bursting for the toilet. If I run, I'll get back quicker to eat. That's a good idea. I'm proud of myself.
So I got there. And then the door slid wide open. And I jogged inside. And I looked up. And he looked down. And he looked embarrassed. And I looked away. And my mouth opened. But I didn't say anything. And I raised my eyebrows. And I pinched in between my eyes and looked down. And I shook my head. But I still didn't say anything. And I was wondering why he decided not to wrap a towel around him while he was checking out his hair in the mirror. And I know it wasn't his hair that he was checking out. And I know I didn't see anything, even though it was in plain sight.
But the cereal tasted horrible.
Edited by Jesse, 13 April 2014 - 11:41 PM.