Writer Wednesday #6.1: Strange Picture Prompt

On my blog, I am doing a new 'event' called Writer Wednesdays. I post a prompt and others(including me) write something based on that prompt.

            Pinocchio had always dreamed of being a real boy.  This dream followed him into his adolescence, where he learned that ‘morning wood’ meant something completely different for him than the other boys.  The other kids would ask him embarrassing questions just so that when he tried to side-step the answer, his nose would grow, causing him even more embarrassment.  And every night, he would whittle his nose back down to normal.

            One night, he pondered something.  If he whittled down deep enough, would he find a real man enclosed under all that wood?

            Geppetto walked into the restroom late at night to find Pinocchio stooped in front of the mirror.

            “Son, what are you doing?”

            Pinocchio looked up and Geppetto was appalled to see a large carved-out area where his eyes should be, a pocket knife in his hand.

            “Don’t worry, Papa, if I dig deep enough I’ll find the man I’m meant to be.”  He returned to his carving, stripping away another layer of wood.