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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Drama / Human Interest
- Subject: Pets / Animal Friends
- Published: 01/24/2012
I'm not crazy. Everyone says I am, but they're wrong. I'm not crazy. Not at all. I'm totally normal, okay? I'm not crazy.
It's my goldfish, you see. I'm not crazy. Maybe Rupert is, but I'm not. Rupert's my goldfish. He's really smart. Smarter than me, and funnier. I carry him around in a clear plastic bag. I feed him sometimes, and give him a little water if he behaves. People call me the Freak With The Dead Fish. I'm not a freak, and Rupert's not dead. He's a skele-fish. He's smart. And I'm not crazy.
I'm allowed to cheat in tests. I don't know why, but nobody has ever stopped Rupert from telling me the answers before. He's very smart. He knows all the answers and people are always suprised when I get 100% in every test. I try to tell them that it was actually Rupert, but they ignore me. He's a genius. And I'm not crazy.
But I'm a little worried about him. He scares me with his ideas. He says I am the Chosen One, and that I should be the Supreme Overlord Of The Universe. He says he'll help me. I don't want to be Supreme Overlord of anything, I just want to mind Rupert and stay totally normal. I'm not crazy.
But he also says that I could get revenge on all the bullies at school if I was Supreme Overlord. That tempted me, but they're all a bit simple so I didn't think it would be fair to make them my slaves. I try to be nice to them, and explain about my skele-fish, but like I said, they're all a bit stupid and crazy. I'm not crazy. Rupert might be, but I'm not.
I think Rupert's a bit lonely. There aren't many talking skele-fish around here. I bring him to the bins behind the pet shop to see the other skele-fish but they don't talk as much, and can be quite rude. All of Rupert's family were skele-fish before I rescued him. I heard him calling for help, so I climbed into the bin and took him home. He smelled rotten, so I washed him. He didn't smell anymore, but his head fell off and one of his eyes fell out, so I stuck them back on with glue. He's very happy now.
I'm not crazy. I just love my skele-fish.
My Talking Goldfish(RainGirl)
I'm not crazy. Everyone says I am, but they're wrong. I'm not crazy. Not at all. I'm totally normal, okay? I'm not crazy.
It's my goldfish, you see. I'm not crazy. Maybe Rupert is, but I'm not. Rupert's my goldfish. He's really smart. Smarter than me, and funnier. I carry him around in a clear plastic bag. I feed him sometimes, and give him a little water if he behaves. People call me the Freak With The Dead Fish. I'm not a freak, and Rupert's not dead. He's a skele-fish. He's smart. And I'm not crazy.
I'm allowed to cheat in tests. I don't know why, but nobody has ever stopped Rupert from telling me the answers before. He's very smart. He knows all the answers and people are always suprised when I get 100% in every test. I try to tell them that it was actually Rupert, but they ignore me. He's a genius. And I'm not crazy.
But I'm a little worried about him. He scares me with his ideas. He says I am the Chosen One, and that I should be the Supreme Overlord Of The Universe. He says he'll help me. I don't want to be Supreme Overlord of anything, I just want to mind Rupert and stay totally normal. I'm not crazy.
But he also says that I could get revenge on all the bullies at school if I was Supreme Overlord. That tempted me, but they're all a bit simple so I didn't think it would be fair to make them my slaves. I try to be nice to them, and explain about my skele-fish, but like I said, they're all a bit stupid and crazy. I'm not crazy. Rupert might be, but I'm not.
I think Rupert's a bit lonely. There aren't many talking skele-fish around here. I bring him to the bins behind the pet shop to see the other skele-fish but they don't talk as much, and can be quite rude. All of Rupert's family were skele-fish before I rescued him. I heard him calling for help, so I climbed into the bin and took him home. He smelled rotten, so I washed him. He didn't smell anymore, but his head fell off and one of his eyes fell out, so I stuck them back on with glue. He's very happy now.
I'm not crazy. I just love my skele-fish.
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