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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Family & Friends
- Subject: Drama
- Published: 01/02/2018
When my kids were growing up they loved stories. Sindy L Puckett always had to have a night time story even into her early teen years. He favorite story became a series of adventures. So this is a short version of what had become a trilogy and lasted a long time. She used to ask me to make it into a book. Well it's not a book but perhaps you might enjoy this very abridged verson.
It all started because Ann was screaming and jumping up and down, then she climbed in a chair, still screaming. I walked in the kitchen, somebody had to find out what was going on with my dumb sister. Ann, what is wrong with you? She screamed, I saw a roach or a spider or some kind of bug. Kill it Rob, oh please kill it and get it out of here.
So I got on my hands and knees looking under the table and chairs and counter, and I was ready to give up when I saw it. It was making a mad dash to the refrigerator, and I am mighty sure it had a big cookie crumb. I said, Ann if you would stop dropping crumbs all over the floor then there would be no bugs. I made my move, as Ann said but we need bugs, just not in our house, oh kill it.
I stopped just before I killed it, that floppy shoe almost smashed it into smithereens. Yet, I stopped, maybe I shouldn't have, no I am sure I did the right thing. However now I opened a can of worms that was going to be nothing but trouble. Trouble because you will be like everyone else, yeah I know you will. You will call me a liar, you think I am fabricating, making up some wild adventure to feel important.
I can't prove it, you have to take me at my word, yeah I know it is my fault. I know I have told some big tales in the past, but not this time. It as true as yesterday was, ok you have a point perhaps yesterday is just part of a dream and all I am or Ann or yesterday is not anymore real then fairies. Yes, your right again, they might be real, oh they are, sorry bad example. Yes I know there is the tooth fairy and the sleepy sand fairy. Gee, I said I am sorry, enough already.
In any case what a mess, I dropped the flip flop and cupped my hand and snatched it. I saw it, I didn't know what to say or do, I stuck it in my pants pocket. Ok Ann, get off the chair, it's gone. I marched out of the room.
What to do now, no one must know. I felt a scratching in my pocket. I remembered a old Move Dad had watched on tv about little people. Yet every body knew that was movies and in moves you can do anything. My grandma says nobody has gone to the moon. She says that is the government pulling a Hollywood prank. When I argue with her, she smiles and says, have you walked on the moon? Then she walks away laughing.
Well if she sees what I have she won't be laughing. I go to our garage and pull out of my pocket a little woman, ok girl. She is the size of my toy army men, maybe a inch and a 1/4 tall. She has long blonde hair looks to be maybe 10. She was shouting at me, I put my head down, and she yanked my hair. Take me back you big imbecile, my folks will be scared. Then she said, turn around I have to pee. I did, but I peeked I didn't want her running away. Once done she yelled, now take me back.
I said not till you tell me about you and your family. Well that story is long, but seems in our walls is a whole world, with cities and farms and thousands of these wee people live. Seems that there are these kingdoms in many houses. If you look on the back of a fly or bee you might even see one of them on a journey. The bees and wasps are like our fighter jets, and help protect them.
She had a mom and pop and little brother. I asked what she was doing out side the wall. She said, normally at night they have food hunters, they come out many times riding on a roach, they use ants as pack mules. She had got caught because she had fallen off her roach. I asked if she got paid for such things and she said, of course you fool.
She told me there was many things we had she wished she could have in the wall but to big to carry and wouldn't fit under the wood base trim. Here is the deal, I liked her, I gave her a chip of candy and sit her on my shoulder so I could hear her. Once she knew I would not hurt her, she liked me too.
Her name is Sindy with a S. She said her mom was Katy with a K and her dad Matthew with a M. I had too laugh at her, she made me feel good. I asked if she would like it I would take her on adventures, and show her the world, well my world. And I would help her and her family. She said prove it.
So I carried her on my shoulder into the kitchen took a cold biscuit, put strawberry Jam on it, pulled the heat vent loose and sit it in the wall cavity. She called out it was ok, and hundreds of wee people had that biscuit gone. So I took a slice of baloney and did same thing. Then a bathroom cup with Coke. It was fun watching them scurry to carry away arms loaded with food.
I went in Ann's room and found her a doll dress and put it in the wall, and soon it was cut up and carried away. I started what has become life long job, helping wee people. I make sure they have food and water and aspirins. I try to give them anything Ann says would make their life better.
I carry Ann to school and church and to the grocery store. She is smart and loves the adventure. Yet woe am I, you see I have a big problem. I have fallen in love with Ann. I want to be a wee people too or make her big.
Time has gone on and I am 18 and Sindy is 18 too. We both cry because we want to be marred. But it is like that story of Tom Thumb. Ann knows too, I had to show her and she helps while I am now at college and Sindy is with me always. Yet we both cry a lot, oh what a mess.
Can I be a wee people, can she be big like me? Sindy says if we can find a fairy, I laugh, fairies are just make believe, she says I am nuts, and she makes a good point. Am I just a fairytale, Sindy asks? So what to do?
We are going too Ireland, it's a college trip. Yet Sindy says the place is full of fairies. So listen, if I come back with a long blonde hair wife, then you will know, we found a fairy. Who will ever believe us? See even you shake your head and call me crazy. Yet I tell you those strange noises you hear in your wall, well, never mind you won't look and you won't accept the truth.
Well I have to go time to board the plane, Sindy is in my shirt pocket. Pray when we return we will be walking holding hands.
The Wee People(Rich Puckett)
When my kids were growing up they loved stories. Sindy L Puckett always had to have a night time story even into her early teen years. He favorite story became a series of adventures. So this is a short version of what had become a trilogy and lasted a long time. She used to ask me to make it into a book. Well it's not a book but perhaps you might enjoy this very abridged verson.
It all started because Ann was screaming and jumping up and down, then she climbed in a chair, still screaming. I walked in the kitchen, somebody had to find out what was going on with my dumb sister. Ann, what is wrong with you? She screamed, I saw a roach or a spider or some kind of bug. Kill it Rob, oh please kill it and get it out of here.
So I got on my hands and knees looking under the table and chairs and counter, and I was ready to give up when I saw it. It was making a mad dash to the refrigerator, and I am mighty sure it had a big cookie crumb. I said, Ann if you would stop dropping crumbs all over the floor then there would be no bugs. I made my move, as Ann said but we need bugs, just not in our house, oh kill it.
I stopped just before I killed it, that floppy shoe almost smashed it into smithereens. Yet, I stopped, maybe I shouldn't have, no I am sure I did the right thing. However now I opened a can of worms that was going to be nothing but trouble. Trouble because you will be like everyone else, yeah I know you will. You will call me a liar, you think I am fabricating, making up some wild adventure to feel important.
I can't prove it, you have to take me at my word, yeah I know it is my fault. I know I have told some big tales in the past, but not this time. It as true as yesterday was, ok you have a point perhaps yesterday is just part of a dream and all I am or Ann or yesterday is not anymore real then fairies. Yes, your right again, they might be real, oh they are, sorry bad example. Yes I know there is the tooth fairy and the sleepy sand fairy. Gee, I said I am sorry, enough already.
In any case what a mess, I dropped the flip flop and cupped my hand and snatched it. I saw it, I didn't know what to say or do, I stuck it in my pants pocket. Ok Ann, get off the chair, it's gone. I marched out of the room.
What to do now, no one must know. I felt a scratching in my pocket. I remembered a old Move Dad had watched on tv about little people. Yet every body knew that was movies and in moves you can do anything. My grandma says nobody has gone to the moon. She says that is the government pulling a Hollywood prank. When I argue with her, she smiles and says, have you walked on the moon? Then she walks away laughing.
Well if she sees what I have she won't be laughing. I go to our garage and pull out of my pocket a little woman, ok girl. She is the size of my toy army men, maybe a inch and a 1/4 tall. She has long blonde hair looks to be maybe 10. She was shouting at me, I put my head down, and she yanked my hair. Take me back you big imbecile, my folks will be scared. Then she said, turn around I have to pee. I did, but I peeked I didn't want her running away. Once done she yelled, now take me back.
I said not till you tell me about you and your family. Well that story is long, but seems in our walls is a whole world, with cities and farms and thousands of these wee people live. Seems that there are these kingdoms in many houses. If you look on the back of a fly or bee you might even see one of them on a journey. The bees and wasps are like our fighter jets, and help protect them.
She had a mom and pop and little brother. I asked what she was doing out side the wall. She said, normally at night they have food hunters, they come out many times riding on a roach, they use ants as pack mules. She had got caught because she had fallen off her roach. I asked if she got paid for such things and she said, of course you fool.
She told me there was many things we had she wished she could have in the wall but to big to carry and wouldn't fit under the wood base trim. Here is the deal, I liked her, I gave her a chip of candy and sit her on my shoulder so I could hear her. Once she knew I would not hurt her, she liked me too.
Her name is Sindy with a S. She said her mom was Katy with a K and her dad Matthew with a M. I had too laugh at her, she made me feel good. I asked if she would like it I would take her on adventures, and show her the world, well my world. And I would help her and her family. She said prove it.
So I carried her on my shoulder into the kitchen took a cold biscuit, put strawberry Jam on it, pulled the heat vent loose and sit it in the wall cavity. She called out it was ok, and hundreds of wee people had that biscuit gone. So I took a slice of baloney and did same thing. Then a bathroom cup with Coke. It was fun watching them scurry to carry away arms loaded with food.
I went in Ann's room and found her a doll dress and put it in the wall, and soon it was cut up and carried away. I started what has become life long job, helping wee people. I make sure they have food and water and aspirins. I try to give them anything Ann says would make their life better.
I carry Ann to school and church and to the grocery store. She is smart and loves the adventure. Yet woe am I, you see I have a big problem. I have fallen in love with Ann. I want to be a wee people too or make her big.
Time has gone on and I am 18 and Sindy is 18 too. We both cry because we want to be marred. But it is like that story of Tom Thumb. Ann knows too, I had to show her and she helps while I am now at college and Sindy is with me always. Yet we both cry a lot, oh what a mess.
Can I be a wee people, can she be big like me? Sindy says if we can find a fairy, I laugh, fairies are just make believe, she says I am nuts, and she makes a good point. Am I just a fairytale, Sindy asks? So what to do?
We are going too Ireland, it's a college trip. Yet Sindy says the place is full of fairies. So listen, if I come back with a long blonde hair wife, then you will know, we found a fairy. Who will ever believe us? See even you shake your head and call me crazy. Yet I tell you those strange noises you hear in your wall, well, never mind you won't look and you won't accept the truth.
Well I have to go time to board the plane, Sindy is in my shirt pocket. Pray when we return we will be walking holding hands.
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