Why Children StareA Story by Domenic Luciani
Ron’s day started off with a war and a meteor shower. His adventures were always a grand tale, but Ron found this one to be particularly exciting. He escaped from the top of a New York City skyscraper by holding onto a cloud fluttering down like a piece of paper. But the meteors ripped through the cloud and Ron was falling"falling through the night air that caught him and picked him up as if he were no lighter than a feather, and was carried off just as a feather would’ve. Ron’s only worry was that the robots in the streets below would suffer the same agonizing wedgies he had suffered the previous day. Ron decided to save them, swooping down and picking them all up, because Ron had become a giant himself, and the robots were amazed at his strength, so they let him be their king. But Ron didn’t want to be king; he only wanted his cotton candy back. So the robots highest priest brought Ron an entire tray of cotton candy cones, and as he savored his sugary treat, he found himself being dragged through a tunnel with a bright light at the end. Ron had to shield his eyes from the bright light that offered him a hand up. The light showed him to the ocean, where unicorns greeted him and placed upon his head; a crown of chocolate, which made Ron very happy indeed. However, it was time for him to leave, and so he boarded the train that shot out, off to sea. Ron sat in his seat, his eyes were closing slowly, and opening even slower. But the train came to a sudden halt, because a troop of dinosaurs had broken across the surface of the ocean and headed off towards the desert. Ron found that he would have to take the boat the rest of the way home. He nodded to the ostrich and thanked the seal who had shared their ice cream with him and soon, he was cast off in the small boat made of plastic and old books. When he made it to shore, Ron stumbled out onto the grass which grew to enormous lengths at his touch, and there, he drifted off to sleep. He hadn’t made it all the way home like he’d hoped he would’ve.
Ron’s mother looked at him as she opened the car door. He was fast asleep in the backseat. Ron’s father smiled at him, as he carefully unbuckled him from the seat and carried him inside. Upstairs, Ron’s father tucked him into bed and kissed him goodnight, as his mother walked in and did the same. However, Ron awoke with a start, suddenly excited. He told his parents of his fantastic journey, but they simply chuckled, stroked his hair for a moment, then left to return to their beds themselves. Ron sat in bed until the early hours of the morning, thinking up another world. One in which he could escape into, and his parents would see it, and they would love him even more. Yeah, Ron thought, something about trolls and forests. However, he never made it to the trolls or the forests, because he had, at last, fallen asleep.
Oh, the imaginations of children….
© 2010 Domenic Luciani
Added on May 24, 2010
Last Updated on May 27, 2010
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