I
Lived A Lie!
What
a Waste!!
Meaningless
Yet Wanton!!!
Do you
ever do things that are no good at all and wonder why you do them? I
have, done all my life.
Have you
heard of Walter Mitty? I am he, or rather he is my Alter Ego. Ever
heard of Cloud Cookoo Land? Well, that is where Walter Mitty lives.
This is
short story of Walter Mitty:
Walter
Mitty was born in 1974 on the 19th day of July at 7 and 34
in the morning. He was quite a plump baby to begin with and liked to
play with toothbrushes. He liked the colour green and was always
seen chewing a toothbrush.
As Walter
got older he started to be kind and gentle to all that he met,
smiling and being respectful to all and complimenting them on their
beauty, by the age of 7 he was fast becoming a lovely boy whom his
mother was proud to call her son, in fact she would tell him on many
occasions how other people thought of him and they always had nice
things to say, which made him feel good about himself. Walter on
more occasion to number would go and help older people do their
gardens and help look after their land because he liked and loved all
of the creation, he used to play at Old man Harold's house with his
ducks and geese and they used to play with him, they learned to trust
each other and knew when each was being playful, those days for
Walter were fine and wonderful, beautiful and serene.
When
Walter turned 9 years old he became friends with a boy called Paul
who protected him from a bully at school, you see Walter loved all
things beautiful and did not want to ever harm anything or any body,
he was nice and kind, he was not the sort to harm or hurt another,
but there were others like this bully who saw Walter as something to
play sport with and so they teased him and made fun of him and
punched and kicked him until he lost all of his wonderment of the
world.
One day
Walter goes to his father, (who was never the close kind, he was not
the sort that you could cuddle up with and fall asleep with, his
father was strict in his feelings for the boy and never once took him
into his arms and cuddled him, no, he could never show any form of
kindness for that would be weak of him) Walter knew that his father
would know how to deal with harm and hurt because his father was
harming and hurting himself all the time, of course he would know how
to deal with it, Walter goes to his father and asks “Dad, how do I
deal with people who keep beating me up?”
“Go
Away” says his father mumbling to himself that he has enough
problems of his own to deal with and cannot spare Walter time to sort
his out.
Walter
walks away in confusion, his mother did not know what to do, she told
him to go see his father because his father would know what to do and
now his father would not help him, what was he to do?
So Walter
drew away from his father. Walter had seen his father in a rage on
more occasions than one and he had seen what his father's rage could
be like as he watched his mother on more occasions than one being the
victim of his rage.
Walter
felt for his mother and tried to help her one day when his father
struck Walter in the face and sent him flying across the floor, from
this day forward Walter started to turn his feelings off for his
father because he was cruel and harsh, he had no love for his only
son, he hurt himself so much that he could not let any form or love
from his heart for his son.
Walter
over time learned to live in a dream world where everything was real,
he learned to make the fire dance and the water spray, he would make
sheet ice to walk on and nature would take form to his will, Walter
learned the forces of nature are not based upon reality but upon
fantasy and so Cloud Cookoo land was created.
Earth is
Cloud Cookoo Land, it is really, if only you could see it as Walter
does.
To be
continued........
