A day that never happened, but could have

A cloudy day this is for sure, no sun, no rain, not even the birds do chirp, the world is gray. Back we are on days, days most forgot, even though this particular one never happened. But trust me, this day might have could. It's a day in a park, not one with slides, or rides, not much at all. A park of trailers, teenagers, and friends. This I call the trailer park. To the story at hand, on this gray day, we see a home, standing at the end, blue and white we know who lives here. So let us go to the window, and peek inside and see what today brings on a day that never happened.

We look through the window.....
And inside.....

In the kitchen stand JD, Shawn, Silas, and Tony. Standing around a pot that is brewing talking, laughing, and picking on little Tony, who gets angry, but is not afraid. Silas, with the biggest grin of them all, proclaims he needs to piss and walks down the hall. After he is gone JD looks around, and pulls from his pocket, a bag, and again looks around. When he is sure t is safe he opens his bag, and into the stew a shitload of mushrooms he threw. Tony looks all agape, wanting to escape, in bewilderment and disgust when their father walks in and wonders what’s there.

Behind him comes Silas who proclaims "What smells so damn good!!" as he sniffs the air. Just as JD and Toni’s father grabs a spoon, as to try the brew. Tony grabs his arm and says "Dad come with me, your plants have been trampled". Their father drops the spoon and spins around, looks at JD and yells "DO YOU TAKE ME FOR A CLOWN!" his face turning red he yells once again "BOY IF I SEE YOU HAVE BEEN SNEAKING THEM GIRLS IN AGAIN I'LL, I’LL" now his face so red that it might just pop, follows Tony out the door a train that won't stop.

Silas now grinning, the largest of grins he grabs up the spoon and says "More for me!!" and begins to dig in. A little time goes by and Silas turns to us and say's "Man what’s in this shit, I feel funny, I think I might die?" His eyes become glazed as he walks in a daze, disappears for a moment and when he returns brings with him...towels. He opens the oven and stuffs them in there, to the best of his knowledge they belong there. Grinning and laughing, he seems all of cheer, searches the drawers here and there. He is finally satisfied when he finds that black permanent pen. He rips of his shirt and then...and then...

He begins to draw...
Penises?
So many Penises
Different sizes
Different shapes
All over his torso
All over his arms
He laughs maniacally and continues to draw
All over his body
All over the wall

To this day, we know all this did not play
But to Silas we ask,
Why penises?
Why?

Note: in case you are wondering what this is about, then you did not see Silas’s fetish for drawing penis’s on people in high school. This is a mild parody of our life then.