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Author: Forkfoot
Fiction Rated: K - English - Fantasy - Reviews: 2 - Published: 02-17-08 - Updated: 02-17-08 - Complete - id:2476730

One time when Chowlie was four he saw a balloon tied to a fencepost and untied it. It carried him up, up and away into outer space. He landed on a strange planet where a naked lady with scorpion tails for legs and eyes the size of dinner plates tried to get him, but he ran into a hole and got away.

Chowlie wanted to crawl further down into the hole where it looked like it got bigger but a peen poin Walter dragon was there guarding the entrance. It told him that he couldn’t go any further unless he gave it a kiss and a hug and a present to have. Chowlie kissed the peen poin Walter dragon and hugged it, and gave it the balloon he was holding. It carried the peen poin Walter dragon up, up and away into outer space.

Chowlie went down into the place where the hole got bigger and looked around. It had glowing crystals and rainbow smoke, and a flower with your mom’s face. There was also a pool of water, with water trickling into it from somewhere. Chowlie looked down at the flower with your mom’s face and smiled, and the flower with your mom’s face smiled back up at Chowlie. She told him that she’s very happy he came here, and that she loves him very much. Chowlie smiled and pulled the flower with your mom’s face up out of the ground and went over with it to the pool of water.

He looked down into the pool of water. There were glowing crystals in the pool of water, too, so he could see everything. There were black fish and octopus crabs in there, and my mom, who was dead, was lying on the bottom. Chowlie looked at my dead mom and made A Frowney. The flower with your mom’s face told Chowlie that my mom was dead, but that she’d be okay and not to worry. Then it told him something that he would never, ever forget as long as he lived.

Chowlie laid down at the water’s edge and looked down at my dead mom for a long time. He looked into her dead eyes and listened to the trickling water. The flower with your mom’s face leaned forward so it could see Chowlie’s face and sung him a beautiful song that went on and on. It wasn’t a happy song, but it was a song like the way he was feeling. He was feeling a way he’d never felt before.

Then the glowing crystals started glowing really bright, so bright that after awhile Chowlie couldn’t see anything anymore. He heard a faint voice calling his name over the trickling water and the song the flower with your mom’s face was singing, and it was a voice he recognized. It was his mom.

The voice came again, louder, as the crystals started glowing even brighter than they already were, and Chowlie felt himself being lifted up off the ground. His mom was there, holding him, he knew it. He couldn’t see her, or even really feel her, but he knew she was there, and it made him very, very happy. Everything was so warm and so bright and so perfect. He could hear his mom’s heartbeat. Chowlie was lifted up even higher, and the flower with your mom’s face slipped from his fingers and fell into the pool of water. Chowlie’s mom carried him up, up and away back to planet Earth, where he lived happily ever after, forever and ever and ever.

THE END.



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