Tuesday, November 4, 2008

A Happy Ending

The scene fades in. Humble beginnings are shown; a quiet farm, with a young boy lying in a field of wheat. As he lies, he watches the clouds pass over the sky, the bluest blue he has ever seen. His mother sits and watches an approaching wagon from the porch of the small cabin, the wagon holding the boy’s father and the many wonders accompanying him.

The pace changes. As the father approaches the cabin, dust billows up in the distance. The mother stands to try and make out the cause of the dust. After squinting into the direction of the sun for a moment, she notices it appears to be a car, for which the driver appears to be driving like a bat out of hell. And it appears to be coming up on her husband quick; maybe they’ll say what’s wrong. They do, but they do so with bullets. Both the mother and father become part of the discussion, but the men in the car don’t see the boy, who can only sit and watch as his parents are dispatched and the men rob the cabin. The sight of the men hopping back into their car and driving away is forever etched into the little boy’s mind.

We skip ahead years and years now. The same eyes look at the same men, similar emotions flowing through the mind of the boy, now a man; the main differences from the previous time being his age, their age, and how he now peers at them through the scope of his rifle. He feels not hate toward those he has sought after and tracked down all these years but love toward those he lost. The revenge he plans isn’t for himself; it’s for his parents. He readies his firearm and aims while we slowly fade away from this scene. A gunshot sounds; a happy ending.

7 comments:

World War Faive said...

A starking contrast to the one I wrote. Bravo... core... again...core.

World War Faive said...

Your work this month keeps impressing me. Continue.

World War Faive said...

Core.

Gustavo B. Rockwell said...

Yeah, we'll see where it takes me. I have one more idea right now, so we'll see if it turns out the way I like.

...and of course, it's just the start of the month...

World War Faive said...

Core. Well, Look forward to it.


HARDJUICE!

Shauna said...

Wow, this one also had some great imagery. I especially liked the following passage: "maybe they’ll say what’s wrong. They do, but they do so with bullets." Very vivid.

Gustavo B. Rockwell said...

lol...yeah, I like that line