Jerry

Jerry

Theo L, Class of 2026

Caleb P Class of 2027

“...and it looks like Superman has saved the day again!" The TV shouted at Blobfish Man as he walked through the frozen aisle at the grocery store. He wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he was extremely jealous of Superman and how he could fix everything in his path. He wanted to be just like him. Blobfish Man did have super strength, but he wanted to have good looks. He wanted laser eyes. He wanted to overcome his fear of flying, even though he had the capability. He thought to himself that maybe he should take more risks. Maybe then he could have good looks. Maybe then he could have laser eyes. After some deep thinking, he walked out of the grocery store feeling more confident than ever.

Jerry had gone to Blobfish Man’s high school, and all he had done was make fun of him. It had a massive influence on Blobfish Man. “You’re so fat! You’re a freak, Blobfish Man!” When Blobfish Man was in high school, he had to hear this every day. While he had never seen him again, he remembered everything Jerry said.

Blobfish Man was on his way home, listening to his favorite motivational song, "The Monkees” theme, when he heard someone yelling, "Blobfish man! Blobfish man! I need your help!” He then started to realize, this could be his chance to take a risk! He quickly ran toward the old lady. "Oh, thank God you're here!

Some young hooligans stole my cat and headed that way!” As she pointed toward a treehouse, which was a block away, he realized, the only way to get there quickly enough was to fly.

“Ok ma’am, I can do it, I just need to concentrate. I haven’t flown in a while.” She nodded her head. He then started to clear his mind. “I can do this. I don’t have a fear of heights at all.” He took a long, deep breath. His heart was racing faster and faster. Finally, he leaped into the air almost as if he was moving in slow motion. He didn’t fall, which was a first. He opened his eyes, and grasped the fact that he was actually flying! He was right. He could do anything he set his mind to.

He saw the treehouse. It was getting closer and closer to him. Then he noticed he was falling. “Oh boy, we’ve still got some work to do,” he said. Suddenly, he fell right into a backyard– with a treehouse! He was finally there! He started to climb up the treehouse, still scared with every step. When he got to the top, he saw two kids and a cat. “Wait! That’s the cat!” he screamed with joy. His mission was almost done. The kids started laughing at him for some reason. All of a sudden, he heard a familiar voice.

“Hey, Blobby Bobby!” the voice shouted. He looked down and saw a man flipping burgers. He was in his 40s and looked pretty friendly. But Blobfish Man was wrong about that. “Lookin’ pretty fat over there, buddy! Did you gain some weight?” Then he realized. It was Jerry’s backyard.

“Jerry? From high school?” Blobfish Man exclaimed.

“Yeah, it’s me! Now get down from my kid’s treehouse and come give me a hug, you big jerk! It’s so great to see you.” Blobfish Man did not want to give him a hug. He didn’t want to go near him. “Come down here! I want to see you!” he insisted. Finally, Blobfish Man stepped down from the treehouse, walking cautiously towards Jerry. “Bring it in, you freak!” He leaned in for a sweaty, gross hug. Blobfish Man started to remember how Jerry had treated him. How it affected him. Blobfish Man made the hug tighter and tighter, almost as if it hurt. In pain, Jerry mumbled, “Maybe not that tight.” Jerry fell to the floor. His heartbeat started to slow down, while Blobfish Man’s sped up.

“Good Riddance,” Blobfish Man

said.

15 YEARS LATER

“It really is amazing how you manage to sing, write, produce and perform, especially while your dad unfortunately passed away!” the interviewer exclaimed. The crowd gasped in shock.

“Thank you so much! To be honest, it really messed me up. “Life without a dad is, well, hard! I guess I find ways to cope,” Chris responded, with his eyes tearing up. The crowd started cheering.

“We’ll be right back with Chris, playing a game of “Name That Celebrity!” Blobfish Man turned off the television in disgust.

“All right, everyone go to sleep!” the jail guard yelled. Blobfish Man curled up in his cold and hard bed, feeling regretful and lonely.

BLM Community Project Class of 2027