Ben stared through the bars
as he groaned at this unjust incarceration. What had he done? Just
the usual stuff, but this time? I got
caught big time.
He coughed up a ball of green-yellow phlegm, spitting it on the floor beyond the bars. Heh,
heh, heh… Ben had been charged with disturbing the peace, marking graffiti
on public walls, and destruction of property.
That last one gave him joy. With just a plastic knife, Ben had
sliced up a fancy pillow, tossing foam and stuffing everywhere. Truly an achievement! Good times.
Ben then realized that his
diaper was beyond damp, it
was dripping. “MAMA!” he cried, with big tears. Sometimes the not-yet-potty-trained times were a blessing.
This is from 2014. My wrist is insisting that I behave.
The bold underlined words are from Wednesday Words, a writing challenge created by Delores
She handed it off to River and Elephant's child who now gives us the words. Check out the sites and see the words for this week. Leave a comment!
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