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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Fairy Tales & Fantasy
- Subject: Childhood / Youth
- Published: 12/17/2020
The Beast Within
By Lea Sheryn
Tommy Atwater loved to read. Most days after his homework was done, he had his nose buried in a book until dinner time. Immersing himself into every story he read, his mind was full of pretend as he enacted scenes from the chapters he enjoyed the most. When he discovered a copy of “Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde” by Robert Louis Stevenson in the local library, he could hardly put it down. Page after page enthralled him.
When the weekend rolled around, Tommy was busy in his treehouse in the backyard. Swiping odds and ends from the kitchen and the garage, he built a laboratory up amongst the limbs and branches. Mixing a little Kool-Aid with a bottle of ginger ale and a dash of baking soda, he stood with the beaker upraised over his head. Cackling gleefully to himself, he gulped the green mixture down in one swallow and howled toward the treetops.
The old black cape his mother had inherited from Granny Mabel and the top hat they used for their winter snowman were perfect for the transformation. Tommy poked in the vampire teeth from last Halloween and plastered a scowl across his face. Using a branch that had fallen in the yard as a walking stick, he swooped out of the treehouse and began menacing the first victims in his path.
Harold the Beagle fled beneath the porch at the sight of the beast; Cynthia the calico cat simply gave him a look, raised her tail and walked sedately away. At the sound of voices from the sidewalk out front, Tommy rushed around the corner of the house. His sister, Amy, and her girlfriend Matty were busy skipping rope. They were the perfect subjects to ominously loom behind. Clearing his throat, he crept up behind the two little girls and roared out the most beastly growl he could manage.
“Halloween was last month, Tommy,” Amy coolly stated as she and Matty skipped away.
Deflated, Tommy’s shoulders sagged. Bowing his head, he returned to the house, plunked himself onto the couch and opened up his copy of “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone” by JK Rowling.
The Beast Within(Lea Sheryn)
The Beast Within
By Lea Sheryn
Tommy Atwater loved to read. Most days after his homework was done, he had his nose buried in a book until dinner time. Immersing himself into every story he read, his mind was full of pretend as he enacted scenes from the chapters he enjoyed the most. When he discovered a copy of “Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde” by Robert Louis Stevenson in the local library, he could hardly put it down. Page after page enthralled him.
When the weekend rolled around, Tommy was busy in his treehouse in the backyard. Swiping odds and ends from the kitchen and the garage, he built a laboratory up amongst the limbs and branches. Mixing a little Kool-Aid with a bottle of ginger ale and a dash of baking soda, he stood with the beaker upraised over his head. Cackling gleefully to himself, he gulped the green mixture down in one swallow and howled toward the treetops.
The old black cape his mother had inherited from Granny Mabel and the top hat they used for their winter snowman were perfect for the transformation. Tommy poked in the vampire teeth from last Halloween and plastered a scowl across his face. Using a branch that had fallen in the yard as a walking stick, he swooped out of the treehouse and began menacing the first victims in his path.
Harold the Beagle fled beneath the porch at the sight of the beast; Cynthia the calico cat simply gave him a look, raised her tail and walked sedately away. At the sound of voices from the sidewalk out front, Tommy rushed around the corner of the house. His sister, Amy, and her girlfriend Matty were busy skipping rope. They were the perfect subjects to ominously loom behind. Clearing his throat, he crept up behind the two little girls and roared out the most beastly growl he could manage.
“Halloween was last month, Tommy,” Amy coolly stated as she and Matty skipped away.
Deflated, Tommy’s shoulders sagged. Bowing his head, he returned to the house, plunked himself onto the couch and opened up his copy of “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone” by JK Rowling.
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