Story Time with Peter Mammonas

The following events happened, to an extent. I really was the valedictorian at my graduation from elementary school, I do know how to ride a bike, and I had once ridden on a rollercoaster. Listen, Peter Mammonas was once a normal kid, but that was long ago.

It ends like this: The sun set on what seem to be a normal day.

Peter Mammonas was once a normal kid, but that was long ago, today he is now a teenager who like other teenagers did not know what the day would bring. Peter woke that day like any other and prepared himself for school.  He showed, ate and brushed his teeth but something just didn’t seem right, he felt off, like today wasn’t going to be a normal day, and as you will soon find out he was right.  Peter scribbled his homework down from the other day and continued to school.  He walked the same way he did every day; saw the same houses, the same parks, and the same people.  He approached his school and heard a familiar voice calling him to come into the school, so he followed.  He walked through the door and the lights were on him. The lights were bright and blinded his vision, but he heard the voice again and followed it.  He looked around looking to see who was calling his name when he realised he was not at school, he was at his elementary school graduation.

His teacher was calling him to give his speech before all the parents and his fellow classmates.  Peter walked to the podium and reached in his jacket pocket, as he did long ago, and read his speech.  He sounded confused, but he did not stop he continued on talking about the times he spent with each and every one of his classmates.  The speech went by fast and it was on to dinner.  Peter sat with his family and ate without saying a word and soon after the graduation was done.  He looked at his classmates and looked at his school, and knew that this was the last time he might see some of them.  He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.  When he opened his eyes he was going downhill on his bike. He was pedalling faster and faster, and he looked behind him at his mom holding on the back of the bike so he wouldn’t fall.  He took a deep breath and told his mom to let go he wanted to try on his own.  When Peter’s mom let go the bike began to fall, like it did long ago, and he began to fall with it.  He screamed and was then on a rollercoaster.

Peter was screaming at the top of his lungs as the roller coaster went round and round and up then down.  He looked to see who was beside him, but no one was there, no one was anywhere, it was just him.  The roller coaster didn’t stop it just went round and round and up then down over and over again.  Peter sat on the ride wishing that it would stop and it did.  Peter got off the ride and went to look around the park, but saw no one.  He heard his name being called from behind him so he turned but no one was there.  He heard it again but still could not find anyone.  Then he heard it one more time so he followed it.  The voice lead him to the park gates, so he went through the gates.  Once through he realised he was back at school and his friends were calling his name to go over to them.

The day was soon over and Peter walked home he looked to the sky and saw the sun set on what seem to be a normal day.