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The Crocodile without the Tail

the rushing whatever of the running toilet swallows me whole

i go to the kitchen to grab milk and a cookie (choosing the perfect glass so that the cookie balances on top effortlessly). this is easy for me until 10,000 handbags from outer space magnetic scenes fall furiously to the ground. this confuses me because I'm 13 or only 12, maybe 14. i forget what they told me before, but I'm definitely small-ish so my arms work fine.

on my way back the girl asks me if i need anything else, which seems obvious that i wouldn't. everything gets absorbed these days and she doesn't even look up from behind her cattail

when i plug back in my friend Ian has his screen off. i shout softly then louder but this doesn't stir him

reluctantly i try to use my keyboard to nudge him. Still, the query asks me for something green, a so-called BANK STATEMENT, but this doesn't make sense because Florida animals are only required to produce vibrancies and sometimes mine deleted videos. The classic mystery face game, I guess.

WHO'S THERE Ian finally asks

“jesus i could kill you” i respond, turned away now. i consider turning off my camera but that seems like something only a 10 year only would do and i don't want him to know i wasn't listening for clues this morning

Anyway, my sheets suffocate me quickly before i can hear him talk back so i wake up tomorrow instead.

—

YESTERDAY SUCKED Ian's voice through my alarm clock

“sorry, king“ my guess for today is 23 or 24. Figures

I GUESS YOU FELL ASLEEP AGAIN DIDN'T YOU Ian hasn't stopped shouting, so my guess is he didn't

yeah i say, already bored

i'm outside my chamber and the girl is gone. the mom's not here either. i still see cattails but this time underneath a small glowing orb filled with bug carcasses. “dirty, great”

I HEARD THAT! SOUNDS LIKE SHIT FOR BREAKFAST! Ian giggles

“im turning my screen off” i mumble before stumbling out of range

—

there's a dead tree out the window and it looks like 2pm. nothing interesting here and even less in the way of cookies. i figure the girl must have gone home but now i miss her. i think I'm probably old enough to fuck today,..

back in the room Ian has his camera off again.

“shithead“ i mumble with an exacting sigh. he laughs at this but i still can't see him so he might as well be a hot cheerleader. since he can't see me either i start thinking about it and

INFOFMATIONS:

Titled: “The Crocodile without a Tail”

novella, approx 19,000

Fiction/Science Fiction/First Person/Mixed Media/Pulp

author name upon request. Hails from Westchester, NY.

24 y/o (f) Art Historian. Hobbies include yoga, hiking, skiing, baking etc.

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