*Please go to the Forum page and check out this contest. This HAS to be a short story about a monkey, a clam, a balloon, and some cake. The most creative writer wins. This is my entry. The rest of you, enjoy this one and good luck.*
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Von Sawfan13
He looked out from his big huge cage in the zoo. Human beings annoyed him, especially during birthday parties for whiny little bratty kids. He was a chimpanzee, he didn't have to deal with snot nosed, bratty disrespectful humans. Yet, he did and it bothered him to no end. He wanted freedom. He wanted respect. He no longer wanted to be some creature that was constantly looked and stared at. As the kids were laughing, yelling, and eating this odd rosa and blue cake with a white filling, a little golden haired girl in a rosa dress with yellow Blumen and white spitze trim walked up to the monkey, carrying a red balloon. She tied the red balloon around a bar on the cage and said,"Happy birthday, cutie monkey!" She skipped away from the cage, and went back to the hyper, sugar-filled children. The chimp sniffed the string from the balloon, and untied it. He noticed that the cage did not have a cover oder anything blocking it, so he let the balloon go, quickly climbed up on the cage and grabbed onto it, floating away to freedom. He was very surprised that no one noticed a flying monkey!
The sky was blue and cool the clouds were fluffy and white, as the little chimp's arms started to grow tired. Yet, his physical weariness did not force him to let go of this red balloon carrying him to freedom. He inhaled the air deeply, so deeply he could taste it. I bet this is what freedom tastes like, he thought as he had never felt this alive before. He never wanted to let go, never ever ever! This was the best feeling ever, and it should last for a long- POP! The balloon popped, as he was now falling, falling far from the earth. His herz nearly jumped from his throat, his stomach tightening from the fear. He feared for his life until-SPLASH! The ocean was below him, as he swam to the top, letting the waves carry him to land.
He was blessed. Blessed for the ocean and blessed that primates of all kinds could swim! This so far was a lucky Tag for this little chimp. He thought he would die, but didn't. The ocean caught his fall, and now is carrying him to the surface.
He landed on a soft strand on an island far, far away from the zoo. The land had beautiful soft sand, and it lead to a tropical jungle a few feet away from the ocean. Yet, there was something wrong. Something very wrong. He didn't feel happy. The little chimp felt....lonely. He started to miss the noise, the eyes gawking at him, and the free meals everyday. Now, he has to hunt for food, find his own shelter, and be alone. He found a muschel washed up on the strand and picked it up. It squirted him with water, but that didn't bother him. He walked into the tropical jungle and was upset. His only friend was a water squirting clam. He started to cry, as he missed his old life, until he heard noises, similar to his. Then, all of these chimpanzee monkeys looked at their new family member. That Tag he realized that he wasn't so lonely anymore.
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Von Sawfan13
He looked out from his big huge cage in the zoo. Human beings annoyed him, especially during birthday parties for whiny little bratty kids. He was a chimpanzee, he didn't have to deal with snot nosed, bratty disrespectful humans. Yet, he did and it bothered him to no end. He wanted freedom. He wanted respect. He no longer wanted to be some creature that was constantly looked and stared at. As the kids were laughing, yelling, and eating this odd rosa and blue cake with a white filling, a little golden haired girl in a rosa dress with yellow Blumen and white spitze trim walked up to the monkey, carrying a red balloon. She tied the red balloon around a bar on the cage and said,"Happy birthday, cutie monkey!" She skipped away from the cage, and went back to the hyper, sugar-filled children. The chimp sniffed the string from the balloon, and untied it. He noticed that the cage did not have a cover oder anything blocking it, so he let the balloon go, quickly climbed up on the cage and grabbed onto it, floating away to freedom. He was very surprised that no one noticed a flying monkey!
The sky was blue and cool the clouds were fluffy and white, as the little chimp's arms started to grow tired. Yet, his physical weariness did not force him to let go of this red balloon carrying him to freedom. He inhaled the air deeply, so deeply he could taste it. I bet this is what freedom tastes like, he thought as he had never felt this alive before. He never wanted to let go, never ever ever! This was the best feeling ever, and it should last for a long- POP! The balloon popped, as he was now falling, falling far from the earth. His herz nearly jumped from his throat, his stomach tightening from the fear. He feared for his life until-SPLASH! The ocean was below him, as he swam to the top, letting the waves carry him to land.
He was blessed. Blessed for the ocean and blessed that primates of all kinds could swim! This so far was a lucky Tag for this little chimp. He thought he would die, but didn't. The ocean caught his fall, and now is carrying him to the surface.
He landed on a soft strand on an island far, far away from the zoo. The land had beautiful soft sand, and it lead to a tropical jungle a few feet away from the ocean. Yet, there was something wrong. Something very wrong. He didn't feel happy. The little chimp felt....lonely. He started to miss the noise, the eyes gawking at him, and the free meals everyday. Now, he has to hunt for food, find his own shelter, and be alone. He found a muschel washed up on the strand and picked it up. It squirted him with water, but that didn't bother him. He walked into the tropical jungle and was upset. His only friend was a water squirting clam. He started to cry, as he missed his old life, until he heard noises, similar to his. Then, all of these chimpanzee monkeys looked at their new family member. That Tag he realized that he wasn't so lonely anymore.
I will remember Du always.
Will Du remember me?
That is a Frage for Du to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
Du will always be in my heart.
For I know that Du will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every Minute of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the feuer
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
Will Du remember me?
That is a Frage for Du to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
Du will always be in my heart.
For I know that Du will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every Minute of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the feuer
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
I deny the truth,
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.
I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces Von pieces.
The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself
Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.
I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.
I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces Von pieces.
The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself
Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.
I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
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Because I'm too lazy to type it again. :P I wrote this poem because I just graduated a school and it's really sad, and I do not like the idea of leaving all of my friends. I know that there are a few that I'll never see again. So I kind of vented about it through this poem. I hope it's good. Hgfan5602 is such an inspiration, so this is pretty much dedicated to them. I've always stunk at poems, and I haven't written one in ages, so I hope this will suffice as a decent piece of poetry.
Because I'm too lazy to type it again. :P I wrote this poem because I just graduated a school and it's really sad, and I do not like the idea of leaving all of my friends. I know that there are a few that I'll never see again. So I kind of vented about it through this poem. I hope it's good. Hgfan5602 is such an inspiration, so this is pretty much dedicated to them. I've always stunk at poems, and I haven't written one in ages, so I hope this will suffice as a decent piece of poetry.