She told me not to touch it. She said, “Whatever you do, don’t stare directly into its eye.” But, I knew better. Who was she but my closest friend and ally? My partner in everything worth doing and everything we shouldn’t. Although, to this day, my parents insist they cannot see her. I know they must be kidding. She is hard to miss, with a boisterous laugh and a smile that spreads from person to person like a wildfire in the desert mountains. Her sheer size makes her visible even to those with the faintest of eyesight. It simply is not possible to miss such a grand creature of such magnificent talents and wisdom that rivals the smartest of them all.
Knowing that I was right in this matter and ignoring the sage advice of my most trusted advisor, I stared with such fervor straight into that hideous oozing eye, with a determination that hasn’t been seen since the dawn of time, and I reached out and touched it with the faintest of touches. That was all that it took, just a single second of bravado, one moment of defiance. The pain was excruciating. It coursed through my body from fingertip to brain, rippling across every nerve in my body. When the pain stopped, and the convulsions ceased, so did I. With the last beat of my heart, I could faintly hear the sound of “I told you so!” echoing in the distance.
Tragic Words 