Your heart was racing as the fingers pulled away. Under you was a smooth fleshy surface. You knew what it was, but you couldn’t comprehend that you were actually on the palm of someone’s hand. Everything was happening so fast. You looked up at the horrifying sight of the same two boys, only this time, their faces weren’t behind a window. They were up close and their expressions seemed to gush with excitement and wonder.
Backing up, nervously, you crawled up to where the boy’s fingers began. You stared down passed them to see what looked like a 100 ft fall.
“W-what a minute..” You nervously searched for the portal. It wasn’t anywhere to be seen.
“Nonono..” You realized that the computer must have closed it automatically.
“DAMN IT!” You shouted in frustration and fear.
“WHAT DO YOU THINK HE IS?” Ryan asked
“What I am? I’m a human!” You quickly tried to get to your feet . You need these boys to realize that you’re not just some plaything, or things could turn ugly.
“I’M HUMAN!!”
“Did he just speak..?” Ryan muttered
“Y-yeah, and I think he says he’s a human” Andrew added
“But HOW?” Ryan watched the tiny man struggle to stay balanced on his hand. He couldn’t help but find it mildly amusing. Purposely, he jittered his hand a bit, causing the man to fall. Ryan laughed at this a bit.
“B-boys! Hey I need you to take me to your parents!”
“What did he say?” Ryan asked
“I think he said we need to tell our parents” Andrew answered
“YES!’ You shouted at the boy in the red shirt. As far as you can tell, the boy in red seemed a lot more mature and dependable than the one in the blue.
Noticing the man’s reaction, Andrew understood he had gotten it right.
Ryan didn’t seem to care though, he too busy making the tiny man as uncomfortable as possible.
Andrew thought for a moment, his house was only two houses away from the lot, and he knew his mom was home. Ryan’s house was much farther away, and his mom was out grocery shopping.
“Alright, let’s take him to my house” Andrew spoke
Ryan stayed silent, but nodded his head.
Cusping his hands shut, the two boys began to run towards Andrew’s house. Ryan smiled as he made sure the ride was as bumpy as possible for you. Something about feeling your tiny struggles in his hand brought the boy great entertainment.
The boys slowed down as they reached Andrew’s porch.
“My mom’s probably in the kitchen, let’s go”
“Wait….” Ryan spoke.
“You know….. we don’t really have’tah tell your mom…”
“Wait what?” Andrew turned around, looking confused.
“I mean.. we could… you know…KEEP him if we wanted..”
Inside the hot sweaty confines of the boy’s hand, your heart began to pound with anxiety. Deep down, you knew this boy didn’t want to give you up. You could only hope that the other boy would be rational.
“Dude… what are you saying? He’s a person” Andrew spoke.
You sighed with relief. All you really desire right now is to get out of this boy’s hand.
The fingers around you suddenly opened. Your whole body was wet with the boy’s palm sweat.
“Yeah, but I mean, look at him!” Ryan continued. “No one knows we have him….. Think about the fun we could have!” The boy grinned mischievously.
Andrew stared down at you with genuine concern.
You gestured in desperation towards the boy in red, you knew he was pretty much your only way out of this situation.
“I don’t think this is right dude….” Andrew tried to dissuade his friend.
“Common! Here! You hold him!” The Ryan pulled his friends arm up, turning the palm up and carefully dumping you on.
You sighed with relief “Thank god…”. You’d rather not be in anyone’s hand, but you’re grateful to be with someone who seems to actually care about your well-being.
“See?! Doesn’t that feel awesome?” Ryan’s persuasion continued; nudging the other boy’s hand, causing you to fall over again.
A small smile formed on the Andrew’s face for a brief moment. He couldn't deny it, that WAS kinda entertaining .
“Yeah, Okay, I guess it’s kinda cool… but still...” The boy quickly fought off the desire.
Ryan quickly cut him off.
“Just think of all the stuff we could do! We could keep him like a pet and play with him every day!”
Andrew’s stared down at you, deep in thought…..his parents never DID let him have a pet before…
You stared up worryingly at the boy in the red teeshirt. You could see it in his expression, he was starting to cave.
“Please! I need your help! Take me to your mom! Please!” You cried out desperately, trying to draw out the empathy the boy was expressing earlier.
“Think of it! An adult that has to do everything we say!” Ryan continued
…….
“……well…. maybe it would be cool if we kept him for…just a little while…” Andrew’s eyes glimmered with newfound cruelty as he smiled.
Andrew brought up his other hand and began to hesitantly poke you with his index finger. He couldn’t help but giggle as it knocked you over.
“Hey, should take him up to my room?" The Andrew asked
As darkness began to engulf you, the last thing you saw were the two young boys grinning down at you.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author