A Curse From The Heavens...
by
Mary -BrytEyz- Ball
(Age: 38)
copyright 09-05-2004
Age Rating: 10 to 127
You know, when people talk about blessings from heaven, they often speak about the wonderful gifts God grants us from time to time. I have learned, though, that not so pleasant things come from above as well.
See, my best friend Wendy and I had spent all morning getting ready. She was a senior in high school and I was a junior. She was about to graduate and a carnival had come to town. I spent the night at her house and her father was actually going to let us go into the city by ourselves, without an adult! We curled our hair (in the big 80's style that was so popular ... in 1987), painted our faces to near PUNK fortitude (again, an 80's trend), and completed our outfits with accessories such as bandana's wrapped around our thighs and matching Converse shoes as well.
Big hoop earing hung from our lobes, and golden chain belts donned our hips. We were IT, we were HIP, we were the sh*t! Giggling and walking down the sidewalk to the fair we thought to ourselves, "What could go wrong on such a wonderful and sunny day?" I licked the chocolate mint lip gloss from my lips as the smell of cotton candy wafted through the air. Wendy tasted her Dr. Pepper flavored lip gloss and mentioned that she couldn't wait to flirt with the "MEN" at the carnival now that we were "WOMEN" and not kids with our parents.
We walked up to the ticket booth and bought the tickets trying our best to not giggle and look like silly school girls. We swayed our hips, like we saw the women do on TV and thought about smoking a cigarette to look more grown up. (But, yuck! We coughed and coughed and figured we didn't want to be THAT grown up... not yet.) We were right about one thing...the men looked! And they looked, and they looked and wouldn't STOP looking. It was nearly uncomfortable.
One of the Carnie's (men running a ride at the carnival) thought he was cute and invited us to HIS PLACE later that night. We snickered and said we'd think about it, knowing full well we didn't intend on going ANYWHERE with THAT slime ball! (We were just trying to get another free ride from the guy, and when some guys think they'll get something...they'll give you nearly ANYTHING...even another free ride at the carnival.)
He grinned (with what teeth remained in his stench filled mouth) and winked as if he was gracing us with his presence. Then all of a sudden, out of nowhere, a bird perched in the tree above him gave us the greatest gift of the day. It lifted its tail feathers and promptly dropped it's doo right smack dab on the center of the Carnie's head! Well, what was a gift for us (I'm sure)was seen as a curse to the now irate man rubbing his head with napkins that were sitting nearby. Little did he realize that there was some mustard from the soft pretzel he'd previously eaten on the napkin as well.
We laughed and laughed as he tried to rub the doo out of his hair and only made it worse by adding more mustard in his hair. Yes, how grateful we were that we WERE just girls and not women. How grateful we were that not everything that came from the heavens was GOOD, but that this time, a curse from the heavens saved our day. :-)
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LOL... I'm gald you enjoyed it. And yes, I fully intended it to seem like the girls were going to get "it" in the end... but God has a way of saving us when we don't even know we need to be saved. We went home laughing that evening, instead of crying... or worse... not at all.
After reading my story "Hello, My Name Is BrytEyz..." written on 05-30-02... I'm sure my readers expected something much more dark and terrible at the end.
Again.. thanks for reading, commenting, and for the praise points too! :-)
This is a wonderfully comedic, tasteful riot. My overly serious and dramatic mind thought the end would be heinous, that the girls would be initiated into adulthood through coersion or violence. I was pleasantly surprised at the ending. In fact, maybe you consciously or unconsciously planned it that way.
Another thing: You really do well with description of characters, particularly describibg features that indicate their behavior, age, social status, and such. This is the talent of a good writer. You remind how important this is in telling a story, and how often I don't do it well. I love also the juxtapostion in my mind of mustard mixed with doo!
lol!! That's so funny! My parents took me and my brother fishing awhile back when we were younger, and a Seagull pooped on my dads shoulder. Later one that day, another Segull pooped on his head!
It also reminds me of one of my classmates being pooped on at school at recess.
It is said to be goodluck to be pooped on by a bird, for some weird reason.
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