“Is there something on my face?”
Cthulhu* #quote
Today I looked at the M. C. Escher picture I have hanging in my
room. (He's my favorite artist hands down by the way.) I imagined it
upside down. It didn't help it look any less weird. Anyway onto the
flash fiction!
Five Stages Of Boredom
One
day an unfortunate teenager by the name of Clara found out something
about boredom. It could come in five stages. The same five stages as
grief could come in. Just as a Elisabeth
Kübler-Ross said that grief could come in denial, anger, bargaining,
depression and acceptance soon Clara would attest to people that
boredom does too. Right as she sat stuck in a school classroom after
normal release time because of a violent blizzard outside. Her stages
went as follows:
Denial:
I gotta be dreaming, she thought. This can't be happening. I won't be
stuck in some classroom all night. Yeah, this is a dream. I'll wake
up in a second, it'll be the weekend and I'll be having fun. Nothing
this boring could possibly exist in reality. There's nothing to do
but stare at a wall...
Anger:
Why!? Why now!? If the blizzard was during the day we would have just
been taking care of some school work I'd be doing anyway. If it
happened when I was home I could be watching TV. But no, it has to be
right when everyone has to be picked up so the roads are closed!
Thiiiissss issss sooooo borrrrriiinnnnnngggggggggggg.....
Bargaining:
Maybe I can find a way to stop being bored. Find a kid who snuck in a
game. Yeah that's it!
Depression:
Uggghhhh no, that wouldn't work. Aggghhhh soo boringggg I just
ugggghhhhhhhhhhhh borrrreeeddddd ugggghhhhhh....
Acceptence:
Well I'll just stare at this wall until the blizzard
passes....ughhhhhhhhhhhhh
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