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THE SWELL GOD
“Get a hold of yourself” a voice behind the boy adviced him. It was his best friend, a girl not older than eleven. He held the stick with both hands and the dog was sleeping a couple of feet from him. “What are we doing again?” he wanted to ask while he prepared to poke the dog on its left buttock, but he immediately remember they needed to distract the guardian beast while another kid would get the ball back from that yard. The man who lived in that house was not nice, he was mean, grumpy and kind of old, he already had that incomprehensible white hair on his head, it was so difficult to understand for the boy since he was so blond and so was the girl behind him. The first poke came softly, almost tempting and the dog didn’t move, it was a big, fat labrador, almost as old as its owner, or at least that’s what the dog looked like. The other kid was ready around the corner to jump over the fence and get the ball in a rush as soon as the dog started barking at the kids with the stick. The boy with the stick was retreating when the girl hit him on the shoulder with his hand and said in a whisper “Don’t be scared, poke him!” He thought she should do it if she thought it was that simple, but the stick was rather heavy and long and the girl could have never held it long enough. The boy took a deep breath and pushed the stick until he almost moved the dog, but the dog went on snoring and the boy and the girl looked at each other. He felt like asking her “Well, is it dead or what?” But they had to move quick, so he pushed the stick harder and frowned his brow as he did it, he was getting mad at that dog for being so lazy, besides, his arms were starting to hurt. It was a very heavy stick.
Yet another poke, the kids saw the point of the stick disappear in the dog’s buttock hair but the labrador didn’t move, it just stayed there, sleeping. The kid around the fence came to see what was happening.
- Well, stop wasting time, wake him up!
- It’s not that easy –said the other boy with a grunt, the stick was heavy. Yes, indeed.
- You just go and be ready to jump –the girl told him.
The boy went around the fence again and put his arms on the edge of it and one foot against one piece of wood of the fence to jump on it and get to the other side very quick. The boy with the stick grabbed it well with both hands and clenched his fists around it, he meant business this time. The dog would wake up or the stick would break, but he had no intentions of telling all this to the girl, he was going to just do it. He lifted the stick a little above the dog and let it fall on it with the strength he had left in his arms. Thud! Right on his left buttock and almost on the spine, the dog jumped from its position with a loud whine. It was so loud that the girl jumped back and the boy let go of the stick. The boy around the fence jumped and in a second he was in the yard. The dog put his front paws on the fence and for a moment both, boy and girl, thought the labrador was going to bring it down and it eat them in one single bite, then he would go back to sleep after licking the place where he was hit on. The other boy took the ball and threw it outside, he was getting ready to jump back out when the house door opened and the old, grumpy, mean man with white hair came out asking in a mutter “What the hell...?” He saw the stick, the barking dog and the boy with his hands on the fence, he was furious. He strode to where the dog was and leaned to take the stick, he meant business with the boy. The boy himself froze, he couldn’t move, he could only imagine he was going to get a good beat or two. The two kids outside saw him go for the stick and the boy instinctively grabbed the end of the stick that was on his side of the fence, the old man tried to pick it up, when he found he couldn’t he pulled quite strongly and snatched it from the boy’s hands. He did it so strongly that he lost control of his movements and tripped over the dog and landed on it. The labrador whined again and seeing the man with the stick put two and two together in an animal kind of way. The old man got bit, a good bite between his neck and right shoulder, he screamed in pain and hit the dog with stick he was still holding, the dog, obviously, got madder and madder and went on biting his owner. The boy in the yard took this chance and jumped right out. The other kids saw him and woke up, or that’s how it looked, because they immediately took the ball and started running down the street.
Three houses away they could still hear the fight between labrador and owner and the one who had held the stick looked at the ball.
- We got lucky. We got our ball back –said the smiling boy.
- Yeah. God is swell –answered the girl, who had masterminded the whole plan.
FEDERICO AC.
07.04.2K4.
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THE SWELL GOD
“Get a hold of yourself” a voice behind the boy adviced him. It was his best friend, a girl not older than eleven. He held the stick with both hands and the dog was sleeping a couple of feet from him. “What are we doing again?” he wanted to ask while he prepared to poke the dog on its left buttock, but he immediately remember they needed to distract the guardian beast while another kid would get the ball back from that yard. The man who lived in that house was not nice, he was mean, grumpy and kind of old, he already had that incomprehensible white hair on his head, it was so difficult to understand for the boy since he was so blond and so was the girl behind him. The first poke came softly, almost tempting and the dog didn’t move, it was a big, fat labrador, almost as old as its owner, or at least that’s what the dog looked like. The other kid was ready around the corner to jump over the fence and get the ball in a rush as soon as the dog started barking at the kids with the stick. The boy with the stick was retreating when the girl hit him on the shoulder with his hand and said in a whisper “Don’t be scared, poke him!” He thought she should do it if she thought it was that simple, but the stick was rather heavy and long and the girl could have never held it long enough. The boy took a deep breath and pushed the stick until he almost moved the dog, but the dog went on snoring and the boy and the girl looked at each other. He felt like asking her “Well, is it dead or what?” But they had to move quick, so he pushed the stick harder and frowned his brow as he did it, he was getting mad at that dog for being so lazy, besides, his arms were starting to hurt. It was a very heavy stick.
Yet another poke, the kids saw the point of the stick disappear in the dog’s buttock hair but the labrador didn’t move, it just stayed there, sleeping. The kid around the fence came to see what was happening.
- Well, stop wasting time, wake him up!
- It’s not that easy –said the other boy with a grunt, the stick was heavy. Yes, indeed.
- You just go and be ready to jump –the girl told him.
The boy went around the fence again and put his arms on the edge of it and one foot against one piece of wood of the fence to jump on it and get to the other side very quick. The boy with the stick grabbed it well with both hands and clenched his fists around it, he meant business this time. The dog would wake up or the stick would break, but he had no intentions of telling all this to the girl, he was going to just do it. He lifted the stick a little above the dog and let it fall on it with the strength he had left in his arms. Thud! Right on his left buttock and almost on the spine, the dog jumped from its position with a loud whine. It was so loud that the girl jumped back and the boy let go of the stick. The boy around the fence jumped and in a second he was in the yard. The dog put his front paws on the fence and for a moment both, boy and girl, thought the labrador was going to bring it down and it eat them in one single bite, then he would go back to sleep after licking the place where he was hit on. The other boy took the ball and threw it outside, he was getting ready to jump back out when the house door opened and the old, grumpy, mean man with white hair came out asking in a mutter “What the hell...?” He saw the stick, the barking dog and the boy with his hands on the fence, he was furious. He strode to where the dog was and leaned to take the stick, he meant business with the boy. The boy himself froze, he couldn’t move, he could only imagine he was going to get a good beat or two. The two kids outside saw him go for the stick and the boy instinctively grabbed the end of the stick that was on his side of the fence, the old man tried to pick it up, when he found he couldn’t he pulled quite strongly and snatched it from the boy’s hands. He did it so strongly that he lost control of his movements and tripped over the dog and landed on it. The labrador whined again and seeing the man with the stick put two and two together in an animal kind of way. The old man got bit, a good bite between his neck and right shoulder, he screamed in pain and hit the dog with stick he was still holding, the dog, obviously, got madder and madder and went on biting his owner. The boy in the yard took this chance and jumped right out. The other kids saw him and woke up, or that’s how it looked, because they immediately took the ball and started running down the street.
Three houses away they could still hear the fight between labrador and owner and the one who had held the stick looked at the ball.
- We got lucky. We got our ball back –said the smiling boy.
- Yeah. God is swell –answered the girl, who had masterminded the whole plan.
FEDERICO AC.
07.04.2K4.
