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An Innocent Quagmire


“Wake up…its time”

As soon as he hears this,his stomach churns…he had been anticipating this for some time now.

He gets out of his bed.A pallid look on his face.His puerile mind going through all the calculations.Something…just Something,that could save him.Just a day more.

“C’mon…get ready…you don’t wanna get late on your first day of school…do you?”

The words of his mother slowly sinking in his mind.These are the words he just didn’t want to hear.He wishes he was deaf.He wants to puke.

Going to school for the first time.Nothing could be worse for a child.He feels that all the weight of the world is now on his feeble shoulders.All freedom lost.But what can he do?He has grown up…

“What happened?Why are you acting so slow?Are you ill?”

A sudden ebullience grips him.This could work.Why didn’t he think of that?His 4 year old experience has taught him that this would work.

Mustering all the acting skills in his armor,he gives a meek reply…”A bit”…

“Let me see”…She places her hand on his forehead.

He begins to pray.Heart throbbing.Never has he been more a theist than today.He wants to be ill.What irony!

But she already knows the verity.She has seen the world more than him.

“Its nothing…now go and get ready fast…the bus is going to be here soon.”

His eyes drop in resignation.No more retaliation.He knows he has lost.

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About Epizeuxis

Blogger , Guitarist , Altruist , Athlete, Sophist ... these all describe me... But what all these symbolize is my desire to be able do all the things which life has to offer and constantly grow as an individual...

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7 thoughts on “An Innocent Quagmire

  1. well he doesnt know that this school life only would turn out to be the best part of his life 😉

    Posted by Kunal Hemrajani | September 20, 2011, 2:51 pm
  2. I can relate. Every year I got that ‘sick feeling’ on the first day of school. Luckily, the second day wasn’t so bad 😉

    Posted by jannatwrites | October 12, 2011, 3:18 am
  3. I taught for 33 years. Believe me, I had as much anxiety on the first day as did the kids. Sunday night into Monday morning anxiety every week as well. These are perfect length, concise story, imagery. I read these, but if a blogger expects me to read their 17 paragraphs, well forget it. Will follow your writing.

    Posted by Carl D'Agostino | October 24, 2011, 8:59 pm
    • Hey Carl its good to know that teachers do feel the same.Thanks for the insight.Because sometimes it feels that its just so easy for the teachers when its actually not. 🙂
      And thanks for the appreciation.I also believe that brevity is the key to a good post.

      Posted by Epizeuxis | October 26, 2011, 8:02 pm
  4. Heartbreaking and haunting. Nicely done.

    Posted by The Hook | December 1, 2011, 4:55 pm

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About Epizeuxis

An Infrequent blogger, amateur guitarist , Altruist and a Sophist with a desire to be able do all the things which life has to offer and constantly grow as an individual.

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