Ariel’s Obsession

Ariel grabbed the bag of potato chips off the passenger side seat.  As she munched on the salty snack she looked through her binoculars and gazed at the blue house across the street.  Dropping the binoculars she picked up her journal. 

11:58 pm – Still inside bedroom with her, lights are off.

“Apparently he’s into sluts now,” she said to herself as she wiped her greasy hands on her jeans and moved on to the Peanut M&M’s. “I’ll show her.”

She grabbed her keys off the dash and skipped to the slut’s car.  In careful block letters she smiled as she scratched “I’ll kill you” into the driver’s side door.

Getting back into her car she grabbed her journal.

12:13 am – Got rid of the slut.

Get in the Van

“I’m not going to tell you again. Now get in the van.”

“No.”

“Christopher Michael Garver, you get in this van right now.”

“No.”

“Do you want me to call your father?”

“No.”

“Then get in the van, now.”

“No.”

“That’s it, I’m calling your dad.”

“No.”

“I’ll spank you right here, young man, in front of everyone. Is that what you want?”

“No.”

“You’re making a scene. Just get in the van.”

“No.”

“Why are you acting like this? Just get in and we’ll go home and talk about it.”

“No.”

“Please get in van, Christopher.”

“No.”

“Come on, Chrissy, help Mommy out here.”

“No.”

“Fine, if we go back in and get you the game system, will you get in the van?”

“Yes.”