Walter Mitty - Part One

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 19^th 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........