Sunday, October 16, 2011

This is my challenge piece

Here is the piece that I came up with for the previous challenge post.. I hope y'all enjoy it. (And PLEASE comment!)

Peace and Love.

“The Little Red Monkey”
            Once there was a red monkey. No he does not have a name. But he does have a story; it’s happy and sad.
            This little red monkey was a know it all, never listening to people who were older than him. They would warn him not to do stupid things: chew your bananas before you swallow them, never throw your poop at the humans, and always pay attention to street signs.
            “Yea, yea, yea,” the little red monkey would say, rolling his eyes in a typical young monkey fashion (young monkeys, you see, act very similar to human kids.. well at least in this story).
            One day the little red monkey went for a ride on his bike. He went out to the busy, bustling city, which was full of people on this day. The little red monkey was super fast on his bike, speeding around turns and nearly running over tourists; they had to scatter a few times to get out of the way.
            “Slow down, little red monkey!” the older monkeys and even the humans would say. The little red monkey just laughed and increased his speed.
            He was having so much fun that he didn’t even notice the speed limit sign that said “15 mph”. The little red monkey laughed and laughed, until he got to the train tracks; again he was having so much fun that he didn’t even see the sign that said “STOP HERE WHEN FLASHING”. And he didn’t see the train.
No one knows what happened to the little red monkey. Some say that he died, right then and there; others say that he’s a ghost that now haunts the train tracks and the passing trains; still, others say that he was never really alive, that he was a vampire from the start.
I personally believe that he is a vampire monkey ghost. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

© Natalie Davis 2011

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