Mohamed Mosed, “Story Time”

STORY TIME

Mohamed Mosed

It was a cold day in New York: October 3, 2050. There was a man named Moe. He was a smooth man; everybody liked him. But Moe kept hearing babies crying: wah, wah, wah. He kept seeing cats with chicken heads, and the air tasted like tacos, and it tasted like enchiladas. Moe felt like oil but said, “I am still smooth, I know a good-looking anonymous girl in New York. Her name was Lily. She lives on New Lots Avenue, but she has strict parents and they don’t let her go anywhere.” “I was a robot,’’ said Moe. Moe got his powers when he was electrocuted on Death Row. He murdered his own mother because he was influenced by video games. Now, he can kill anything he looks at with his eyes. He looked at Lily and she didn’t get destroyed. That was a weird thing to happen, but he was impressed. He can talk to only one person that he can’t destroy. He was angry and mad because he thought he lost his powers. He discovers Lily, he loves Lily. He loves that he can’t destroy someone he loved, so they started talking but she started seeing what his powers can do. She was, at first, scared, and then she got used to it. One day, they had an argument and Moe’s powers came out and he started destroying things—like some people in my class. But, let’s go back to the story: so then she was scared and started crying. Moe started running ’cause his evil powers were back. The next day, he saw her and killed her with his own eyes. For a moment, all he could hear was the sounds of the wind going wheeewwwww against his body. He collapsed on the dirty concrete floor. His last words were, “It’s windy.” The end.