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The sieve-like defenses of my pillow fort

  • The sieve-like defenses of my pillow fort were no match for my little sister's hockey stick. "Retreat!" I said, grabbing my plastic lightsaber and escaping out the back. My Teddy
  • took the brunt of the attack as I fell back into my closet. My lightsaber was no match for lil sis's hockey stick, but if I could turn out the lights my Explorer's Club nightvision
  • would give me the tactical advantage I need to beat my lil sister over the head with my lightsaber like she deserves. So what if I'm 24 & she's 7? My nightvision goggles in place,
  • allows me to see in the nigh. That's when I see him. Sneaking into my mother's room. Her lover and it's not dad. I forget about my sister and grab my light saber. I need to
  • do something, and I need to do it quick. He disappears into my mom's bedroom, leaving the door ajar. I tiptoe down the hallway and peek into the room, gripping the light saber
  • in one hand and a small dog whistle in the other. I spot the culprit hiding in the corner of my mum's bedroom beside an overly filled laundry basket
  • of my mum's dirty knickers, which he is conveniently sniffing, and, just as he lifts his leg, I
  • jump towards him, ripping the knickers from his face, yelling at him, 'dont you dare pee on that!, mother would be very displeased!'
  • The drunk stared back at me, splashing urine on my shoes with a surprised stagger. Soon, the paramedics and police arrived to sort the escalating situation out, but not before
  • I got one last, cruel jab in. "Face facts, pal. After everything you've had. All of the privileges and perks. After all that's happened, your piss is all you've got left!"

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