Saturday, August 16, 2008

Sunday Scribblings: Observations

That they can keep me here for three days is such total bullshit. A “72-hour observation” is what they call it. They shouldn’t be able to do this. I’ve got my rights. They’ve got no right. There’s no just cause. There’s nothing. Just a bunch of bullshit that bitch is saying about me. Stupid bitch even has my father in on it. My father.

You want to talk about a guy who’s dangerous to himself and others, it’s him. Just ask my mother. Oh, yeah, you can’t because she’s dead. Killed herself just to escape that bastard. What he did to her and me and my sisters is much worse than what I ever did to Joan. Much worse.

He was always punching us, yelling at us, calling us every damn name in the book, threatening to kill us. It was even worse when he was drunk. I’ve never punched Joan. And I’ve never hurt Joey. Not on purpose. I don’t even mean “not on purpose.” I mean, yeah, he’s got bruises. So what? You show me a 5-year-old kid without bruises, and I’ll show you a namby-pampy.

You want to know about bruises, huh? What about the time my dad dislocated my shoulder? Or broke my nose by throwing a baseball right at my face when I dropped that fly that lost the game? I was 7, for God’s sake. What the hell did he expect? And he got away with it because my mom was too weak to stand up to him. Where was she when I needed 72 hours away from him as a kid? Cowering in the damn bedroom with my little sisters.

I didn’t push Joey. We bumped into each other at the top of the stairs. It happened, but I wasn’t the cause of it. Even Joan said so at the time. Not now, though. No, now she’s saying I’m a frickin’ child-abuser, that I did that on purpose. That was two years ago. I can’t believe she can use that accident after so much time has passed. Isn’t there a statute of limitations?

I’m not a danger to anyone. That stuff last night was just a mistake. I could have sworn I heard Joan talking about me. And it’s not the first time, either. I know she’s just screwing with me, acting all innocent when I ask her who the hell she’s talking to and why she’s saying that shit about me. I’m going to catch her at it, though. Playing with my head, I mean. As soon as I get out of here, that’s just what I’m going to do.

First though, I’ve got to play all nice and “sane” for these mo-fos. Easy money. I’ve been playing this way since I was a kid, hiding from my old man.

Clipping from The Fairfax Observer, March 19, 2008:

The bodies of three people were found in a residence in an unincorporated area of Fairfax late last night, Fairfax police said. According to a police source, the bodies are those of a man, woman and child.

Police refused to confirm the report, saying a press conference would be held at 10 a.m. today.

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[For Sunday Scribblings and its “observation” prompt. A 14-minute writing exercise. Hey, I was hoping for 10, but those darn children of mine kept getting in the way!]

10 comments:

Amarettogirl said...

Great way to use the prompt as a writing exercise to develop some pretty intense 'fiction' i hope...well either way good job on turning the word 'observation' upside down and inside out!

linda may said...

I was hoping this is fiction and not a personal study of an observation, but reading that bit at the end. hmmm. I know these sort of things happen in real life. So cruel and a continuation of a sad family.

gautami tripathy said...

This gives us a great insight on observations!

Has anything changed?

Just Jen said...

extremely compelling and very true thoughts...sad but true

MamaGeek said...

Simply. Lovely.

Random Train Of Thought said...

Gulp! Fiction? Gulp! So believable I checked to see if there was a Fairfax Observer! There was! I didn't look any further! I was just too plain scared.

Hiding under my covers and my Pseudonym.
Random Train of Thought

danni said...

very original spin on the prompt and nearly heart rending story - hopefully in that 72 hours, someone will conclude he needs a lot more help and time, and the ending won't have to be a newsworthy event!!!

Devil Mood said...

You excelled at the exercise! It really sounded like a dangerous mind ;)

D... said...

Whoa. That was an intense observation. Well done.

And, may I add, I am a non-Olympic watcher as well. Your Weekly Wonderings made me feel not so alone!

Fantasies of a Lifetime said...

nice take on the prompt. . .scary but wel written. . .

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