Look at me I'm David Eggers (standard:Creative non-fiction, 1335 words)
Author: Jourdan Aldredge	Added: Oct 29 2009	Views/Reads: 3707/2065	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A young boy's trip to London with his grandfather

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and squirrels and they would keep him company whenever he was alone. He 
also would watch The Santa Clause or cartoons before he went to his 
bedroom. I just imagined I was on an endless grind combo on Tony hawk, 
or later I was getting a BJ from Hannah Adams, then even later giving a 
BJ to Hannah Adams, Hannah gained a lot of power real fast in my mind, 
all girls did. 

I'd feel more ok and accepting of myself if I could properly trace these
feelings. Shame seems to be a prominent theme in my life, and I hate 
how Dr. Steve guessed that on the first day of talking to him. 

I don't know where else my mind went during that dungeon visit. All I
know was I knew that it was hitting me hard, whatever the feeling was. 
The feeling to run, the feeling to make it stop, I don't remember any 
feeling of relief of leaving either, I just feel more terror, later in 
the hotel, I had to go to the bathroom, I was going to vomit, I did 
vomit, violently, or maybe I didn't, Papa gave me something, or told me 
something, I got back into bed and fell asleep. I was proud of myself, 
I was never able to go to sleep when I really wanted to go to sleep, 
I'm sure we were both walked out though. 

Somewhere, in this fragmented timeline, in maybe some very real dream
Papa and I both sit up in bed at the same time, we some how both know 
we don't feel tired. Papa actually turns on the TV, the only time on 
the trip, possibly the only time I can remember him pre-zombie brain 
tumor state taking time to watch the boob tube. We watch the end of 
some sappy British, or Irish drama, two people on a sail boat in a calm 
pond, or an open field, I can't understand a single word there 
muttering to each other, at the credits he flips it back off, the deep 
green and blue hue goes back to complete darkness. 

This trip had to have taken place at the end of winter break of 6th
grade. The most painful and awkward grade and I wouldn't wish it again 
for anyone. Except Austin Sanders, doing coke and steroids with his dad 
was still paying off for him and his ACL's back then. I got home rested 
on a Sunday feeling brisk afternoon. Perfect weather for football my 
mom suggested. I went over to Luke's, but he was with Daniel and they 
were going to meet Lawson and Stephen for football at the school, so I 
went home and played Starfox. Except when my mom came in and asked me 
why I was back inside I couldn't answer, I remember tears coming down 
and not knowing why. 


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