Harry the lemur

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Children Stories  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a story about Harry the lemur.

Submitted: June 27, 2011

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Submitted: June 27, 2011

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Once upon a time in a small tightly packed village, there lived a fairly young brown haired lemur. He had been cut out of his pack as his looks were too abnormal for his tribe to handle. This Lemur was called Harry and had a long thick beetle like nose with furry eyes with a black like fur bib over his tummy. So far you may be thinking "he seems like a pretty normal lemur to me" however it wasn't this that made his stand out. It was his personality.

Looks can mean a simple term as appearance but also can mean his "looks" to other lemurs; eg not taking to him.

 

Harry lived in his lemur made cabin with dark wooden chairs and his best possessions were his musical instruments. He would sit there for hours everyday playing his piano or belting out lemur 80's hits on his trumpet while eating cucumber at the same time.

 

As much as he praised and treasured these instruments, he knew there was something missing in his long, empty and pointless life.

 

Crystal clear tears ran down his smooth fur, making a sweet squeaky sound of upset.

Insects, Hedgehogs and even wild cats were aware of this sound but not any lemurs which he, deep down knew he missed.

There was one he particularly missed; her name was Hoops, Spaghetti hoops, She had affectionate curls dangling from her head with naturally shinny deep blue eyes, but it wasn't her "looks" which made Harry weep deeper onto his rug, it was her kindness, friendliness, her acceptance and even extra emotion for Harry.

 

They had met at their local Fuzzy-friends group. Harry walked in not thinking of anything but his next musical project to work on. He walked past groups of teen lemurs demonstrating steetdancing and applying lipstick at top speed. He glared at them and felt a little jealous as he had always fancied putting lipstick on..."Maybe if I have dazzling lips they will be my "frr frriied friend" he thought.

 

'Hey" shouted the team lemur member of the group. "We are starting any minute now! Grab you furry bummed feline friends and hop aboard in the hall!" This was Miss Apple. She was very over excited about everything and a bit annoying. Suddenly breaking the silence was a loud rattling crowd with smelly perfumes on -the teen group came in. Followed by the elderly lemurs greeting all the youngsters. Harry snorted trying to be cool. Nearly every seat was filled now, only two remained.

 

Harry looked around about to burst into tears but then jumped and fell on the ground as he had just laid eyes on Hoops! He was nervous but attracted to her and decided to take the risk...He went over and said Hi. Hoops went "Helle..I am new here...You look new too"...Harry liked what she said...The other lemurs sneered in a cool way. Hoops didn't say anything else..just stared into Harry's wide eyes..Harry done the same to Hoops and not long after he invited her to his lonely life house. They spoke about roadworks and how they didn't like Miss Apple. Harry performed his newly made love song for her and she hugged him in a warm and gentle way. One day he suggested they went into the forest to get some fruit. Hoops said yes.."sounds fun". Harry jumped up and said "Yippee!" then looked at her lemur tail and smiled. " See you tomorrow" Harry said to Hoops. Hoops looked at her curls with her small mirror and said "oh er bye".

 

The next day they went into the forest, with Harry playing his trumpet and Hoops talking about her fave clothes, shops and nuggets. Harry loved it. They found a spot to have lunch after picking some fruit.

Harry had done enough waiting..he wanted to make some lemur babies who would love to listen to his music...and fast! Um "Hoops" he said...cough..You have curls and our one would be you know...curly? Hoops stared.."wait..are you asking me to curl your hair?"Harry said no! I mean...you know make babies..Hoops said..what! Oh well...Um Harry um...you know what I think I have to go..my um...sister wants me round..bye". she hopped off into the trees and Harry's heart fell apart..he rushed over and tried to find Hoops..he caught a last glimpse of her applying her lemur shine blusher on...Hoops! he called, in a strong hopeful voice but she just hoped faster.

 

This was 3 years ago now and Harry had never attempted to try love or any kind to relationship again..his tears had dried now..He was bored..he was very bored..Could he move house? Could he go out?...He got his kettle and made a cup of tea and poured some lemur poison in it. He looked at his fuzzy self in his mirror..he looked at the cup on tea.."No" he told himself..maybe Hoops still wants me...then looked out the window and the only sign of movement was the trees swaying in the slight cool breeze.  He sighed in a grumpy him like way. Harry had been alone for so long, he forgot that looks didn't mean a great lemur. He knew never to trust anyone who "looked" nice again.


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