BackdropsA Chapter by Pup WitanLifelikeWaking Up Walking down the street and the next thing I've got a white sheet on. A guy with a pair of sharp scissors is aiming for my ear. A loud yell comes from my throat. This must be the end of my time. Here kid try this sucker it's strawberry. Thanks for warning me about my first haircut. That guy doesn't look like an Uncle Sandy. Whose fooling who ? Where are we going today? We're going to see a friend downtown. Another chair to sit in. I must be important. Sharp object heading for my mouth ! More yelling plus screaming this time. How did you like your first trip to the dentist. Not so much ! Thanks for the warning. Today we're off to the doctor's office. He's going to see that you don't get sick. No warning again. Sharp object aimed at my arm. You're getting your shots. Too many sharp things coming at me in such as short time. Being a kid is a painful job. That's life in the vast lane. © 2014 Pup Witan |
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