This is the story of a strange phenomena. It was a lonely phenomena that kept happening in all the wrong places to all the wrong people, so naturally it was feared. But you shouldn’t blame it, truly. Its intentions were the right ones, and there’s nothing wrong with trying to make the wrong places and wrong people right, eh?
So, how did this lonely phenomena present itself to the world? Well, in the only way it knew how. It was a presence in a room—the darker the better. It’d sneak up to the wrong persons and whisper the right things, right into their ears. Yes, the right things. Right into their ears. No wonder they shat blue lights! Anyone would. And as they shat themselves, the dark room would become lighter and bluer so that there was no darkness left at all.
The lonely phenomena thought it was doing a good thing, but when the room became well lit, the people it had whispered to would see that there was nothing there, and shit themselves even more. They’d freak out, maybe even cry a bit, and run screaming from the room. And so it was that everything became wronger. Wronger and wronger. So wrong, in fact, that the lonely phenomena eventually gave up and stepped off a very tall building one day.
No one has had anything scary—or even a little untoward—happen to them since.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2019
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Scatological baloney works!
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And it’s fun too! 😛
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Everything you do is fun; that’s why I love you guys!
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Shucks!
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I know – blushing all over the internet, right?
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Lol! 😛
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Good reminder that scary doesn’t always mean bad. Cool story!
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Thank you, Mitchel! 😀
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Also, nice touch with baloney. You guys are worth the second read…or 100th. 😉
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You mean to say that the damned voice that said to me to go for the hot girl and resulted in that margherita stain on my white shirt was this guy!…or entity? I am satisfied with the climax then.
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Thank you, good sir! And, yes, perhaps this phenomena got what was coming to them… 😮
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Is this how to treat loneliness by scaring the hell out of the mind from its unrealistic hold?
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It sounds like a weird form of shock therapy, doesn’t it? 😉
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I want to shit blue lights!
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Wouldn’t that be a bit painful? 😛
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How do I know? It’s your story 🙄🤣 you never mentioned pain. Sounded pretty though 😂
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Hee hee hee. 😛
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Now I’m wondering how many other phenomenas (phenomenons?) never find the right ears. Maybe left ears would be more receptive?
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Left ears might be the right ears indeed… erm… correct ears. Golly, this is confusing! 😉
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What an ill-guided lonely little phenomenon that was. 🙂
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It really struggled at the end there, poor phenomenon. 😦
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Yep, you’ve got it. 🙂
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I love the angle here. A wonderful way to see the world’s loss of wonder!
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And so much of it has been lost for good. Thank you for reading us! 🙂
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I don’t know. I think a thing that is harder to find becomes all the more precious, all the more a creator of that bliss we all chase. Too much of anything is bad for the same reason. I mean, like in your piece, too much wonder is indistinguishable from fear. Like too much water, even, can be a toxin to us. And no problem. You guys kill it!
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You really are so very kind.
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“Wronger and wronger…” Hahahaha… This was a fun way to start my day! Thanks!
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You’re very welcome, Kevin! 😛
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