The Boy who wouldn't stop playing his guitar

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This is a very predictable story and isn't my favourite.

Submitted: September 27, 2010

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Submitted: September 27, 2010

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The Boy who wouldn’t stop playing his electric guitar…

 

 

There once was a boy who played his electric guitar all night and all day-Loud and soft, hard and light. It made his mother very mad! He played and played and played until his fingers would bleed. And even when his fingers were bleeding he’d still play his red guitar.

 

One night when the boy was playing a really loud head-banging song his Mum came in and turned off his amp, stopping him in mid-song.

“What did you do that for!!” he questioned her.

“It’s dinner time and I have been calling you for ten minutes,” his Mum growled.

“So, I’m not hungry,” he said looking at his guitar, thinking about the next song he would play.

“Fine. Don’t eat and go to bed hungry!” she said firmly

“Fine, I will!” He shot a “get out of my room” look at her.

 

His Mum turned for his door as the boy started playing the song, “American Idiot” by Green Day, twice as loudly as before. His Mum sighed as she turned for the door.

 

The boy played for another two hours straight before his Mum came in again.

“It’s time for you to go to bed!” she yelled over the deafening music coming from his electric guitar.

“Blah, Blah, Blah.” yelled back the boy.

It took another two hours for the guitar music to stop, because he had obviously fallen asleep.

When his dad arrived home and his parents both crept into his room and took out his electric guitar, unknown to the boy who has fast asleep.

 

The next morning the boy woke up slowly, at first not noticing the missing electric guitar and amp, and then it hit him. HIS GUITAR AND AMP WAS GONE!!! He ran into the kitchen where everything was calm and his Mum was making breakfast.

“Mum, Mum, my guitar and amp are gone!” he yelled over the kettle.

“Bing!!” went the kettle as it finished boiling the water for his mum’s coffee.

“Pardon dear, I didn’t hear you over the kettle.” his mum said pouring the hot water into a mug for her coffee.

“My electric is gone.” He yelled twice as loud as before.

“so.” Said his mum not taking any interest in her son’s problem.

 “He, He, Ha, Ha, you don’t get to play your guitar!” sang his sister all through breakfast.

“Be quiet!” He yelled at his sister getting very cross with her remarks.

“No!!” she yelled running out of the room laughing and sing her little song.

 

Later that day his mum came into his room to find him doing nothing at all, but just sitting on his deep in thought.

“Are you actually going to do something?” his Mum asked.

“What do you even want me to do?” he replied not looking at her.

“I don’t know go outside ride your skateboard, read a book I don’t know just do something.” she cried.

“Fine I’ll ride my skateboard down to the skate park and muck around down there.” He replied picking up his skateboard and walking out the door.

The boy rode down to the skate park to find it was empty. He rode over to the quarter pipe and nearly did a hand plant, but just failed. So he tried again, but he messed it up again and again so he tried again and again. The time went quickly and it started to get dark, when his phone rang. He picked it up and answered the call. It was his mum.

 

“Where are you?” She asked sounding nervous.

“It’s alright Mum I’m still at the skate park and I’m not coming home soon!” he replied getting his speed up for a jump.

“Fine, just don’t stay there too long.” Replied the boy’s Mum.

“OK, bye I’ll see you later.” He replied riding off towards another jump.

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