Tad Strange: A Short Story

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Tad Strange A short story by Captain Awesome (Kale Rister) Once upon a time, in a town a lot like this one, there lived a young man named Tad. Tad Strange. Tad felt very out of place in the little town, because he was so different from everyone else. He was always ridiculed by his family and classmates, and, well, everyone. I mean, who could blame them, though. Tad had a strange obsession with the paranormal, and he didn’t try to hide that from anyone. One day, as Tad was walking home from school, he was stopped by a bully. His name was Peter Jackson, and he was the perfect depiction of a generic silver screen bully, somewhere in between a cow and a walnut. Anyways, Tad was on his way home, and Peter stopped him, and said, “Hey, nerd!…show more content…
What was going on today? So again, he ran. And he started having flashbacks of the last time he’d run like this, struggling to stay away from that bully. When he arrived at the school and made his way inside, everything looked normal, but everything also had a sad, eerie feeling to it. Something was extremely off about this day. He went to his first hour class, and everything was going excellently, until roll call, when something else unexpected happened. Tad’s name was never called. He tried to inquire about this apparent error with his teacher, but, as usual, was ignored. He couldn’t take this anymore. He stood up and he screamed, “Can anyone hear me!? Can anyone see me?!” No response. Tad knew he had to find out what was going on. He ran out of the school, and no one stopped him. Why would they? It’s like he hadn’t been anywhere all day. Once outside, Tad saw something that puzzled him. It was Peter, the same Peter who had beaten him to a pulp the day previous, and he was being put into a police car. Something was going on, and he just couldn’t figure out what it was. Then, like a rock, it hit him. He was…show more content…
He’d never crawled home, beaten and bruised the night before. And his body was probably still in that alleyway, with flies eating away at all the barren holes in his face. He was so torn up and confused. He was feeling so many feelings at once, and he didn’t know what to do with them, so he just went home. Once he arrived at home once more, it was not to his surprise that still, no one was there. He checked the calendar above his father’s chair in the living room, and to his surprise, a whole week had passed. But, that couldn’t be right, Tad had only felt a night’s sleep, and a day pass. I guess time is different when you’re a spirit that no one can see. Everything was happening so fast for Tad, he only knew of one more place to go. The alley. Tad arrived in the alley, but he took his time. He was dead now. He could be gone forever and no one would care. He looked for his body and couldn’t find it. He looked, and looked, and until he opened the oversized dumpster that contained his remains, he didn’t think he’d ever find it. This was it, the last straw. He couldn’t take it anymore. Tad still, even in death, had all of his knowledge of the paranormal locked away inside his skull, and he knew what he had to do. There are many ways to get rid of a ghost, but the most conventional way seemed to be burning the remains of the ghost you want gone. Tad laughed to himself, he was about to burn his own bones. He didn’t want to live, well not really “live”,

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